Job 7:1-10

1“Is notH3808 manH582 consigned to laborH6635 onH5921 earthH776? Are not his daysH3117 like thoseH3117 of a hired handH7916?2Like a slaveH5650 he longs forH7602 shadeH6738; like a hirelingH7916 he waits forH6960 his wagesH6467.3SoH3651 I am allottedH5157 monthsH3391 of futilityH7723, and nightsH3915 of miseryH5999 are appointedH4487 to me.4WhenH518 I lie downH7901 I thinkH559: ‘WhenH4970 will I get upH6965?’ But the nightH6153 drags onH4058, and I toss and turnH7646H5076 untilH5704 dawnH5399.5My fleshH1320 is clothedH3847 with wormsH7415 and encrustedH1487 with dirtH6083; my skinH5785 is crackedH7280 and festeringH3988.6My daysH3117 are swifterH7043 thanH4480 a weaver’s shuttleH708; they come to an endH3615 withoutH657 hopeH8615.