Add parallel Print Page Options

Futility of Days

“Does not man have hard labor on earth?
    Are not his days like those of a hired laborer?
Like a slave longing for the shadow,
    or a hired man waiting for his pay,
so I have inherited months of futility,
    and nights of distress have been appointed to me.
When I lay down I say, “When will I rise?”
The night drags on, and I toss until the day dawns.
My flesh is clothed with maggots and clods of dirt;
    My skin is broken and festering.
My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle
    and come to an end without hope.
Remember, my life is but a breath;
    my eyes will not see goodness again!
The eye that sees me now will see me no more;
your eyes will be on me, but I will be no more.
As a cloud vanishes and is gone,
    so one descending into Sheol does not come up;
10 he will never return to his house,
    his place does not know him.

11 “So I will not keep silent;
    I will speak in the distress of my spirit,
    I will complain in bitterness of soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a monster of the deep
    that You have set a watch over me?
13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
    my couch will ease my complaint,’
14 then You frighten me with dreams,
    and terrify me with visions,
15 so that my soul prefers strangulation,
    and my bones death.
16 I despise it; I would not live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are a vapor.

17 “What is mankind,
    that You magnify him,
    that You set Your heart on him,
18 that You visit him every morning,
    and test him in every moment?
19 Will You never look away from me,
    or let me alone until I swallow my spittle?
20 Have I sinned—
    what have I done to You,
    O watcher of men?
Why have You set me as Your target?
    Have I become a burden to You?
21 Why do You not pardon my transgression,
    and take away my iniquity?
For now I will lie down in the dust,
    and You will search for me,
    but I will be gone.”

“Do not mortals have hard service(A) on earth?(B)
    Are not their days like those of hired laborers?(C)
Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(D)
    or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(E)
so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(F)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(G)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(H)
My body is clothed with worms(I) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(J)

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(K)
    and they come to an end without hope.(L)
Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath;(M)
    my eyes will never see happiness again.(N)
The eye that now sees me will see me no longer;
    you will look for me, but I will be no more.(O)
As a cloud vanishes(P) and is gone,
    so one who goes down to the grave(Q) does not return.(R)
10 He will never come to his house again;
    his place(S) will know him no more.(T)

11 “Therefore I will not keep silent;(U)
    I will speak out in the anguish(V) of my spirit,
    I will complain(W) in the bitterness of my soul.(X)
12 Am I the sea,(Y) or the monster of the deep,(Z)
    that you put me under guard?(AA)
13 When I think my bed will comfort me
    and my couch will ease my complaint,(AB)
14 even then you frighten me with dreams
    and terrify(AC) me with visions,(AD)
15 so that I prefer strangling and death,(AE)
    rather than this body of mine.(AF)
16 I despise my life;(AG) I would not live forever.(AH)
    Let me alone;(AI) my days have no meaning.(AJ)

17 “What is mankind that you make so much of them,
    that you give them so much attention,(AK)
18 that you examine them every morning(AL)
    and test them(AM) every moment?(AN)
19 Will you never look away from me,(AO)
    or let me alone even for an instant?(AP)
20 If I have sinned, what have I done to you,(AQ)
    you who see everything we do?
Why have you made me your target?(AR)
    Have I become a burden to you?[a](AS)
21 Why do you not pardon my offenses
    and forgive my sins?(AT)
For I will soon lie down in the dust;(AU)
    you will search for me, but I will be no more.”(AV)

Footnotes

  1. Job 7:20 A few manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, an ancient Hebrew scribal tradition and Septuagint; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text I have become a burden to myself.