Job 7
1 militia est vita hominis super terram et sicut dies mercennarii dies eius
Is there not an appointed time to man on earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
2 sicut servus desiderat umbram et sicut mercennarius praestolatur finem operis sui
As a servant earnestly desires the shadow, and as an hireling looks for the reward of his work:
3 sic et ego habui menses vacuos et noctes laboriosas enumeravi mihi
So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 si dormiero dico quando consurgam et rursum expectabo vesperam et replebor doloribus usque ad tenebras
When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro to the dawning of the day.
5 induta est caro mea putredine et sordibus pulveris cutis mea aruit et contracta est
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6 dies mei velocius transierunt quam a texente tela succiditur et consumpti sunt absque ulla spe
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 memento quia ventus est vita mea et non revertetur oculus meus ut videat bona
O remember that my life is wind: my eye shall no more see good.
8 nec aspiciet me visus hominis oculi tui in me et non subsistam
The eye of him that has seen me shall see me no more: your eyes are on me, and I am not.
As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away: so he that goes down to the grave shall come up no more. (Sheol h7585)
10 nec revertetur ultra in domum suam neque cognoscet eum amplius locus eius
He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11 quapropter et ego non parcam ori meo loquar in tribulatione spiritus mei confabulabor cum amaritudine animae meae
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.
12 numquid mare sum ego aut cetus quia circumdedisti me carcere
Am I a sea, or a whale, that you set a watch over me?
13 si dixero consolabitur me lectulus meus et relevabor loquens mecum in strato meo
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;
14 terrebis me per somnia et per visiones horrore concuties
Then you scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions:
15 quam ob rem elegit suspendium anima mea et mortem ossa mea
So that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.
16 desperavi nequaquam ultra iam vivam parce mihi nihil enim sunt dies mei
I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17 quid est homo quia magnificas eum aut quia ponis erga eum cor tuum
What is man, that you should magnify him? and that you should set your heart on him?
18 visitas eum diluculo et subito probas illum
And that you should visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
19 usquequo non parces mihi nec dimittis me ut gluttiam salivam meam
How long will you not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20 peccavi quid faciam tibi o custos hominum quare posuisti me contrarium tibi et factus sum mihimet ipsi gravis
I have sinned; what shall I do to you, O you preserver of men? why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
21 cur non tolles peccatum meum et quare non auferes iniquitatem meam ecce nunc in pulvere dormiam et si mane me quaesieris non subsistam
And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
