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[1]Is there not a time of service to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling? |
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[2]As a servant that eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hireling that looketh for his wages; |
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[3]So am I made to possess—months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me. |
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[4]When I lie down, I say: 'When shall I arise?' But the night is long, and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day. |
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[5]My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin closeth up and breaketh out afresh. |
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[6]My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. |
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[7]Remember that my life is a breath; mine eye shall no more see good. |
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[8]The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; while Thine eyes are upon me, I am gone. |
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[9]As the cloud is consumed a vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more. |
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[10]He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more. |
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[11]Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. |
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[12]Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, that Thou settest a watch over me? |
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[13]When I say: 'My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint'; |
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[14]Then Thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me throug visions; |
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[15]So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than these my bones. |
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[16]I loathe it; I shall not live alway; let me alone; for my days are vanity. |
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[17]What is man, that Thou shouldes magnify him, and that Thou shouldest set Thy heart upon him, |
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[18]And that Thou shouldest remember him every morning, and try him every moment? |
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[19]How long wilt Thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? |
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[20]If I have sinned, what do I unto Thee, O Thou watcher of men? Why hast Thou set me as a mark for Thee, so that I am a burden to myself? |
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[21]And why dost Thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; and Thou wilt seek me, but I shall not be. |