Job 7

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¹ The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand.	¹ הֲלֹֽא־צָבָא לֶֽאֱנוֹשׁ על עֲלֵי־אָרֶץוְכִימֵי שָׂכִיר יָמָֽיו׃
² Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work,	² כְּעֶבֶד יִשְׁאַף־צֵלוּכְשָׂכִיר יְקַוֶּה פׇעֳלֽוֹ׃
³ so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.	³ כֵּן הׇנְחַלְתִּי לִי יַרְחֵי־שָׁוְאוְלֵילוֹת עָמָל מִנּוּ־לִֽי׃
⁴ If I lie down to sleep, I will say, “When will I rise?” And next I will hope for the evening and will be filled with sorrows even until darkness.	⁴ אִם־שָׁכַבְתִּי וְאָמַרְתִּימָתַי אָקוּם וּמִדַּד־עָרֶבוְשָׂבַעְתִּי נְדֻדִים עֲדֵי־נָֽשֶׁף׃
⁵ My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened.	⁵ לָבַשׁ בְּשָׂרִי רִמָּה ו ג יש וְגוּשׁ עָפָרעוֹרִי רָגַע וַיִּמָּאֵֽס׃
⁶ My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope.	⁶ יָמַי קַלּוּ מִנִּי־אָרֶגוַיִּכְלוּ בְּאֶפֶס תִּקְוָֽה׃
⁷ Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.	⁷ זְכֹר כִּי־רוּחַ חַיָּילֹֽא־תָשׁוּב עֵינִי לִרְאוֹת טֽוֹב׃
⁸ Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure.	⁸ לֹא־תְשׁוּרֵנִי עֵין רֹאִיעֵינֶיךָ בִּי וְאֵינֶֽנִּי׃
⁹ Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend.	⁹ כָּלָה עָנָן וַיֵּלַךְכֵּן יוֹרֵד שְׁאוֹל לֹא יַעֲלֶֽה׃
¹⁰ He will not return again to his house, nor will his own place know him any longer.	¹⁰ לֹא־יָשׁוּב עוֹד לְבֵיתוֹוְלֹא־יַכִּירֶנּוּ עוֹד מְקֹמֽוֹ׃
¹¹ And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul.	¹¹ גַּם־אֲנִי לֹא אֶחֱשָׂךְ פִּיאֲֽדַבְּרָה בְּצַר רוּחִיאָשִׂיחָה בְּמַר נַפְשִֽׁי׃
¹² Am I an ocean or a whale, that you have encircled me in a prison?	¹² הֲֽיָם־אָנִי אִם־תַּנִּיןכִּֽי־תָשִׂים עָלַי מִשְׁמָֽר׃
¹³ If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,”	¹³ כִּֽי־אָמַרְתִּי תְּנַחֲמֵנִי עַרְשִׂייִשָּׂא בְשִׂיחִי מִשְׁכָּבִֽי׃
¹⁴ then you will frighten me with dreams, and strike dread through visions,	¹⁴ וְחִתַּתַּנִי בַחֲלֹמוֹתוּֽמֵחֶזְיֹנוֹת תְּבַעֲתַֽנִּי׃
¹⁵ so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death.	¹⁵ וַתִּבְחַר מַחֲנָק נַפְשִׁימָוֶת מֵעַצְמוֹתָֽי׃
¹⁶ I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.	¹⁶ מָאַסְתִּי לֹא־לְעֹלָם אֶחְיֶהחֲדַל מִמֶּנִּי כִּי־הֶבֶל יָמָֽי׃
¹⁷ What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?	¹⁷ מָֽה־אֱנוֹשׁ כִּי תְגַדְּלֶנּוּוְכִֽי־תָשִׁית אֵלָיו לִבֶּֽךָ׃
¹⁸ You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.	¹⁸ וַתִּפְקְדֶנּוּ לִבְקָרִיםלִרְגָעִים תִּבְחָנֶֽנּוּ׃
¹⁹ How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?	¹⁹ כַּמָּה לֹא־תִשְׁעֶה מִמֶּנִּילֹֽא־תַרְפֵּנִי עַד־בִּלְעִי רֻקִּֽי׃
²⁰ I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself?	²⁰ חָטָאתִי מָה אֶפְעַל ׀ לָךְ נֹצֵר הָאָדָםלָמָה שַׂמְתַּנִי לְמִפְגָּע לָךְוָאֶהְיֶה עָלַי לְמַשָּֽׂא׃
²¹ Why do you not steal away my sin, and why do you not sweep away my iniquity? Behold, now I will sleep in the dust, and if you seek me in the morning, I will not remain.	²¹ וּמֶה ׀ לֹֽא־תִשָּׂא פִשְׁעִיוְתַעֲבִיר אֶת־עֲוֺנִיכִּֽי־עַתָּה לֶעָפָר אֶשְׁכָּבוְשִׁחַרְתַּנִי וְאֵינֶֽנִּי׃

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