Job 7 - American Standard Version 20151 Is there not a warfare to man upon earth?\par\tab And are not his days like the days of a hireling? 2 As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow,\par\tab And as a hireling that looketh for his wages: 3 So am I made to possess months of misery,\par\tab And wearisome nights are appointed to me. 4 When I lie down, I say,\par\tab When shall I arise, and the night be gone?\par\tab And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day. 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust;\par\tab My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle,\par\tab And are spent without hope. 7 Oh remember that my life is a breath:\par\tab Mine eye shall no more see good. 8 The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more;\par\tab Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be. 9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away,\par\tab So he that goeth down to Sheol shall come up no more. 10 He shall return no more to his house,\par\tab Neither shall his place know him any more.\par 11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth;\par\tab I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;\par\tab I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. 12 Am I a sea, or a sea-monster,\par\tab That thou settest a watch over me? 13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me,\par\tab My couch shall ease my complaint; 14 Then thou scarest me with dreams,\par\tab And terrifiest me through visions: 15 So that my soul chooseth strangling,\par\tab And death rather than {\i these} my bones. 16 I loathe {\i my life}; I would not live alway:\par\tab Let me alone; for my days are vanity. 17 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him,\par\tab And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him, 18 And that thou shouldest visit him every morning,\par\tab And try him every moment? 19 How long wilt thou not look away from me,\par\tab Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? 20 If I have sinned, what do I unto thee, O thou watcher of men?\par\tab Why hast thou set me as a mark for thee,\par\tab So that I am a burden to myself? 21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity?\par\tab For now shall I lie down in the dust;\par\tab And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.\par |
Edited by Jeff D. Huddleston. Based on the 1901 American Standard Version (ASV-1901).