| 1 "Has not man a hard service upon earth, and are not his days like the days of a hireling? | 1 Is not human life on earth just conscript service? Do we not live a hireling's life? |
| 2 Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hireling who looks for his wages, | 2 Like a slave, sighing for the shade, or a hireling with no thought but for his wages, |
| 3 so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned 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?' But the night is long, and I am full of tossing till the dawn. | 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 dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh. | 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 come to their end without hope. | 6 Swifter than a weaver's shuttle my days have passed, and vanished, leaving no hope behind. |
| 7 "Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again 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 who sees me will behold me no more; while thy eyes are upon me, I shall be gone. | 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 fades and vanishes, so he who goes down to Sheol does not come up; | 9 A cloud dissolves and is gone, so no one who goes down to Sheol ever comes up again, |
| 10 he returns no more to his house, nor does his place know him any more. | 10 ever comes home again, and his house knows that person no more. |
| 11 "Therefore I will not restrain 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 the sea, or a sea monster, that thou settest a guard over me? | 12 Am I the Sea, or some sea monster, that you should keep me under guard? |
| 13 When I say, 'My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,' | 13 If I say, 'My bed wil comfort me, my couch wil lighten my complaints,' |
| 14 then thou dost scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions, | 14 you then frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions, |
| 15 so that I would choose strangling and death rather than my bones. | 15 so that strangling would seem welcome in comparison, yes, death preferable to what I suffer. |
| 16 I loathe my life; I would not live for ever. Let me alone, for my days are a breath. | 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 dost make so much of him, and that thou dost set thy mind upon him, | 17 What are human beings that you should take them so seriously, subjecting them to your scrutiny, |
| 18 dost visit him every morning, and test him every moment? | 18 that morning after morning you should examine them and at every instant test them? |
| 19 How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow my spittle? | 19 Wil you never take your eyes off me long enough for me to swal ow my spittle? |
| 20 If I sin, what do I do to thee, thou watcher of men? Why hast thou made me thy mark? Why have I become a burden to thee? | 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 Why dost thou not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; thou wilt seek me, 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. |