Job 7
7
Job Continues
Why Is Life So Hard?
1Why is life so hard?
Why do we suffer?
2We are slaves in search of shade;
we are laborers longing
for our wages.
3God has made my days drag on
and my nights miserable.
4I pray for night to end,
but it stretches out
while I toss and turn.
5My parched skin is covered
with worms, dirt, and sores,
6and my days are running out
quicker than the thread
of a fast-moving needle.
Don't Forget!
7I beg you, God, don't forget!
My life is just a breath,
and trouble lies ahead.
8I will vanish from sight,
and no one, including you,
will ever see me again.
9 #
Ws 2.1-4. I will disappear in the grave
or vanish from sight
like a passing cloud.
10Never will I return home;
soon I will be forgotten.
11And so, I cry out to you
in agony and distress.
12Am I the sea or a sea monster?
Is that why you imprison me?#7.12 sea monster … imprison me: “Sea monster” translates the Hebrew word “Tannin,” which was possibly a sea monster similar to Leviathan (3.8), Rahab (9.13), and Behemoth (40.15). According to 38.8-11, God makes the sea his prisoner by setting its boundaries.
13I go to bed, hoping for rest,
14but you torture me
with terrible dreams.
* 15I'd rather choke to death
than live in this body.
16Leave me alone and let me die;
my life has no meaning.#7.16 my life … meaning: Or “my life will soon be over.”
17 #
Ps 8.4; 144.3. What makes you so concerned
about us humans?
18Why do you test us
from sunrise to sunset?
19Won't you look away
just long enough
for me to swallow?
20Why do you watch us so closely?
What's it to you, if I sin?
Why am I your target
and such a heavy burden?
21Why do you refuse to forgive?
Soon you won't find me,
because I'll be dead.
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Job 7
7
1“People have a hard task on earth,
and their days are like those of a laborer.
2They are like a slave wishing for the evening shadows,
like a laborer waiting to be paid.
3But I am given months that are empty,
and nights of misery have been given to me.
4When I lie down, I think, ‘How long until I get up?’
The night is long, and I toss until dawn.
5My body is covered with worms and scabs,
and my skin is broken and full of sores.
6“My days go by faster than a weaver’s tool,
and they come to an end without hope.
7Remember, God, that my life is only a breath.
My eyes will never see happy times again.
8Those who see me now will see me no more;
you will look for me, but I will be gone.
9As a cloud disappears and is gone,
people go to the grave and never return.
10They will never come back to their houses again,
and their places will not know them anymore.
11“So I will not stay quiet;
I will speak out in the suffering of my spirit.
I will complain because I am so unhappy.
12I am not the sea or the sea monster.
So why have you set a guard over me?
13Sometimes I think my bed will comfort me
or that my couch will stop my complaint.
14Then you frighten me with dreams
and terrify me with visions.
15My throat prefers to be choked;
my bones welcome death.
16I hate my life; I don’t want to live forever.
Leave me alone, because my days have no meaning.
17“Why do you make people so important
and give them so much attention?
18You examine them every morning
and test them every moment.
19Will you never look away from me
or leave me alone even long enough to swallow?
20If I have sinned, what have I done to you,
you watcher of humans?
Why have you made me your target?
Have I become a heavy load for you?
21Why don’t you pardon my wrongs
and forgive my sins?
I will soon lie down in the dust of death.
Then you will search for me, but I will be no more.”
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