Job 7

²As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,

³so I am made to possess months of misery,

⁴When I lie down, I say,

⁵My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.

⁶My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,

⁷Oh remember that my life is a breath.

⁸The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.

⁹As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,

¹⁰He will return no more to his house,

¹¹“Therefore I will not keep silent.

¹²Am I a sea, or a sea monster,

¹³When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.

¹⁴then you scare me with dreams

¹⁵so that my soul chooses strangling,

¹⁶I loathe my life.

¹⁷What is man, that you should magnify him,

¹⁸that you should visit him every morning,

¹⁹How long will you not look away from me,

²⁰If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men?

²¹Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?