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- 1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
- 2As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
- 3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
- 4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
- 5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
- 6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
- 7O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
- 8The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
- 9As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
- 10He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
- 11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
- 12Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
- 13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;
- 14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
- 15So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
- 16I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
- 17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
- 18And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
- 19How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
- 20I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
- 21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
