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Job 7:3

New International Version

so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

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Surely, God, you have worn me out; you have devastated my entire household.

He carries out his decree against me, and many such plans he still has in store.

“How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me,

Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,

You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Everyone is but a breath, even those who seem secure.

I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears.

My eyes grow weak with sorrow; they fail because of all my foes.

I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.