Job 7:1-10

1“Is not man forced to labor on earth? And are not his days like the days of a hired man?

2As a slave earnestly longs for the shade, And as a hired man eagerly awaits his wages,

3So am I allotted months of futility and suffering, And [long] nights of trouble and misery are appointed to me.

4When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise [and the night be gone]?’ But the night continues, And I am continually tossing until the dawning of day.

5My body is clothed with worms and a crust of dust; My skin is hardened [and broken and loathsome], and [breaks out and] runs.

6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

7“Remember that my life is but breath [a puff of wind, a sigh]; My eye will not see good again.

8The eye of him who sees me [now] will see me no more; Your eyes will be upon me, but I will not be.

9As a cloud vanishes and is gone, So he who goes down to Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead) does not come up.

10He will not return again to his house, Nor will his place know about him anymore.