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Job - Chapter: 7

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7:1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
7:2As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
7:3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
7:4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
7:5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:7O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
7:8The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
7:9As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
7:10He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
7:11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
7:12Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
7:13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
7:14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
7:15So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
7:16I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
7:17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
7:18And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
7:19How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
7:20I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
7:21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

 

7:1הלא צבא לאנושׁ על ארץ וכימי שׂכיר ימיו׃
7:2כעבד ישׁאף צל וכשׂכיר יקוה פעלו׃
7:3כן הנחלתי לי ירחי שׁוא ולילות עמל מנו׃
7:4אם שׁכבתי ואמרתי מתי אקום ומדד ערב ושׂבעתי נדדים עדי נשׁף׃
7:5לבשׁ בשׂרי רמה וגישׁ עפר עורי רגע וימאס׃
7:6ימי קלו מני ארג ויכלו באפס תקוה׃
7:7זכר כי רוח חיי לא תשׁוב עיני לראות טוב׃
7:8לא תשׁורני עין ראי עיניך בי ואינני׃
7:9כלה ענן וילך כן יורד שׁאול לא יעלה׃
7:10לא ישׁוב עוד לביתו ולא יכירנו עוד מקמו׃
7:11גם אני לא אחשׂך פי אדברה בצר רוחי אשׂיחה במר נפשׁי׃
7:12הים אני אם תנין כי תשׂים עלי משׁמר׃
7:13כי אמרתי תנחמני ערשׂי ישׂא בשׂיחי משׁכבי׃
7:14וחתתני בחלמות ומחזינות תבעתני׃
7:15ותבחר מחנק נפשׁי מות מעצמותי׃
7:16מאסתי לא לעלם אחיה חדל ממני כי הבל ימי׃
7:17מה אנושׁ כי תגדלנו וכי תשׁית אליו לבך׃
7:18ותפקדנו לבקרים לרגעים תבחננו׃
7:19כמה לא תשׁעה ממני לא תרפני עד בלעי רקי׃
7:20חטאתי מה אפעל לך נצר האדם למה שׂמתני למפגע לך ואהיה עלי למשׂא׃
7:21ומה לא תשׂא פשׁעי ותעביר את עוני כי עתה לעפר אשׁכב ושׁחרתני ואינני׃

 

7:1Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?
7:2As a servant desireth the shadow, And as a hireling expecteth his wage,
7:3So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
7:4If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
7:5Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
7:6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7:7Remember Thou that my life `is' a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
7:8The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes `are' upon me -- and I am not.
7:9Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.
7:10He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.
7:11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
7:12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
7:13When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.
7:14And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
7:15And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.
7:16I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.
7:17What `is' man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?
7:18And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?
7:19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
7:20I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself -- and what?
7:21Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!

 


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