Job 7:3

Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

So was I caused to possess to me months of vanity, and nights of toil were allotted to me.

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I was wearied with my sighing all the night I shall make my bed to swim with my tears; I shall make my couch to flow.

I saw all the works they did under the sun; and behold, all vanity and striving of the spirit

Behold, thou gavest my days a hand-breadth, and my life as nothing before thee: but every man stood all vanity. Silence.

Who will give me as the months of old, as the days God will watch me?

But now he made me weary: thou hast made desolate all mine assembly.

As the servant will gape for the shadow, and as the hireling will wait for his work:

For he will finish my appointing: and many such with him.

Mine eye fell away from grief; it grew old among all mine enemies.