Job 7

KING JAMES BIBLE	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?	1 Is not human life on earth just conscript service? Do we not live a hireling's life?
2 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:	2 Like a slave, sighing for the shade, or a hireling with no thought but for his wages,
3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.	3 I have months of futility assigned to me, nights of suffering to be my lot.
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.	4 Lying in bed I wonder, 'When wil it be day?' No sooner up than, 'When wil evening come?' And crazythoughts obsess me til twilight fal s.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.	5 Vermin and loathsome scabs cover my body; my skin is cracked and oozes pus.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.	6 Swifter than a weaver's shuttle my days have passed, and vanished, leaving no hope behind.
7 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.	7 Remember that my life is but a breath, and that my eyes will never again see joy.
8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.	8 The eye that once saw me wil look on me no more, your eyes wil turn my way, and I shal not be there.
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.	9 A cloud dissolves and is gone, so no one who goes down to Sheol ever comes up again,
10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.	10 ever comes home again, and his house knows that person no 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.	11 That is why I cannot keep quiet: in my anguish of spirit I shal speak, in my bitterness of soul I shalcomplain.
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?	12 Am I the Sea, or some sea monster, that you should keep me under guard?
13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;	13 If I say, 'My bed wil comfort me, my couch wil lighten my complaints,'
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:	14 you then frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.	15 so that strangling would seem welcome in comparison, yes, death preferable to what I suffer.
16 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.	16 I am wasting away, my life is not unending; leave me then, for my days are but a breath.
17 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?	17 What are human beings that you should take them so seriously, subjecting them to your scrutiny,
18 And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?	18 that morning after morning you should examine them and at every instant test them?
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?	19 Wil you never take your eyes off me long enough for me to swal ow my spittle?
20 I 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?	20 Suppose I have sinned, what have I done to you, you tireless watcher of humanity? Why do youchoose me as your target? Why should I be a burden to you?
21 And 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.	21 Can you not tolerate my sin, not overlook my fault? For soon I shal be lying in the dust, you wil lookfor me and I shal be no more.