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   The Book of Job.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
[1]    IS there not a warfare 1 to man upon earth?
And are not his days like the days of a hireling?
[2]  As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow,
And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:
[3]  So am I made to possess months of misery,
And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
[4]  When 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.
[5]  My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust;
My skin closeth 2 up, and breaketh out afresh.
[6]  My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
[7]  Oh remember that my life is a breath:
Mine eye shall no more see good.
[8]  The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more;
Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be.
[9]  As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away,
So he that goeth down to Sheol shall come up no more.
[10]  He shall return no more to his house,
Neither shall his place know him any more.
[11]    Therefore I will not refrain my mouth:
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
[12]  Am I a sea, or a sea-monster,
That thou settest a watch over me?
[13]  When I say, My bed shall comfort me,
My couch shall ease my complaint;
[14]  Then thou scarest me with dreams,
And terrifiest me through visions:
[15]  So that my soul chooseth strangling,
And death rather than these my bones.
[16]  I 3 loathe my life; I would 4 not live alway:
Let me alone; for my days are vanity. 5
[17]  What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him,
And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him,
[18]  And that thou shouldest visit him every morning,
And try him every moment?
[19]  How long wilt thou not look away from me,
Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
[20]  If I have sinned, what do 6 I unto thee, O thou watcher 7 of men?
Why hast thou set me as a mark for thee,
So that I am a burden to myself?
[21]  And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity?
For now shall I lie down in the dust;
And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.
Note 1. Or, time of service. [back]
Note 2. Or, a broken and become loathsome. [back]
Note 3. Or, I waste away. [back]
Note 4. Or, shall. [back]
Note 5. Or, as a breath. [back]
Note 6. Or, can I do. [back]
Note 7. Or, preserver. [back]


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