Job 7

NEW JERUSALEM	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Is not human life on earth just conscript service? Do we not live a hireling's life?	1 Is not human life on earth just conscript service? Do we not live a hireling's life?
2 Like a slave, sighing for the shade, or a hireling with no thought but for his wages,	2 Like a slave, sighing for the shade, or a hireling with no thought but for his wages,
3 I have months of futility assigned to me, nights of suffering to be my lot.	3 I have months of futility assigned to me, nights of suffering to be my lot.
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.	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 Vermin and loathsome scabs cover my body; my skin is cracked and oozes pus.	5 Vermin and loathsome scabs cover my body; my skin is cracked and oozes pus.
6 Swifter than a weaver's shuttle my days have passed, and vanished, leaving no hope behind.	6 Swifter than a weaver's shuttle my days have passed, and vanished, leaving no hope behind.
7 Remember that my life is but a breath, and that my eyes will never again see joy.	7 Remember that my life is but a breath, and that my eyes will never again see joy.
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.	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 A cloud dissolves and is gone, so no one who goes down to Sheol ever comes up again,	9 A cloud dissolves and is gone, so no one who goes down to Sheol ever comes up again,
10 ever comes home again, and his house knows that person no more.	10 ever comes home again, and his house knows that person no more.
11 That is why I cannot keep quiet: in my anguish of spirit I shal speak, in my bitterness of soul I shalcomplain.	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 the Sea, or some sea monster, that you should keep me under guard?	12 Am I the Sea, or some sea monster, that you should keep me under guard?
13 If I say, 'My bed wil comfort me, my couch wil lighten my complaints,'	13 If I say, 'My bed wil comfort me, my couch wil lighten my complaints,'
14 you then frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,	14 you then frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15 so that strangling would seem welcome in comparison, yes, death preferable to what I suffer.	15 so that strangling would seem welcome in comparison, yes, death preferable to what I suffer.
16 I am wasting away, my life is not unending; leave me then, for my days are but a breath.	16 I am wasting away, my life is not unending; leave me then, for my days are but a breath.
17 What are human beings that you should take them so seriously, subjecting them to your scrutiny,	17 What are human beings that you should take them so seriously, subjecting them to your scrutiny,
18 that morning after morning you should examine them and at every instant test them?	18 that morning after morning you should examine them and at every instant test them?
19 Wil you never take your eyes off me long enough for me to swal ow my spittle?	19 Wil you never take your eyes off me long enough for me to swal ow my spittle?
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?	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 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.	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.