Job 7
1 militia est vita hominis super terram et sicut dies mercennarii dies eius
"Isn't a man forced to labor on earth? Aren't his days like the days of a hired hand?
2 sicut servus desiderat umbram et sicut mercennarius praestolatur finem operis sui
As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,
3 sic et ego habui menses vacuos et noctes laboriosas enumeravi mihi
so am I made to possess months of misery, 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?' I toss and turn until 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 closes up, and breaks out afresh.
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
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
8 nec aspiciet me visus hominis oculi tui in me et non subsistam
The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.
As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol 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 keep silent. 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 sea monster, that you put a guard 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 complaint;'
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, death rather than my bones.
16 desperavi nequaquam ultra iam vivam parce mihi nihil enim sunt dies mei
I loathe my life. I do not want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17 quid est homo quia magnificas eum aut quia ponis erga eum cor tuum
What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,
18 visitas eum diluculo et subito probas illum
that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
19 usquequo non parces mihi nec dimittis me ut gluttiam salivam meam
How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
20 peccavi quid faciam tibi o custos hominum quare posuisti me contrarium tibi et factus sum mihimet ipsi gravis
If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for 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
Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."
