King James Bible

Job 6

The Book of Job

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Chapter 7

1


 

  [Is there] not an appointed time to man upon earth? [are not] his days also like the days of an hireling?  

 

 


2


 

  As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for [the reward of] his work:  

 

 


3


 

  So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.  

 

 


4


 

  When 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.  

 

 


5


 

  My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.  

 

 


6


 

  My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.  

 

 


7


 

  O remember that my life [is] wind: mine eye shall no more see good.  

 

 


8


 

  The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no [more]: thine eyes [are] upon me, and I [am] not.  

 

 


9


 

  [As] the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no [more].  

 

 


10


 

  He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.  

 

 


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.  

 

 


12


 

  [Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?  

 

 


13


 

  When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;  

 

 


14


 

  Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:  

 

 


15


 

  So that my soul chooseth strangling, [and] death rather than my life.  

 

 


16


 

  I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.  

 

 


17


 

  What [is] man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?  

 

 


18


 

  And [that] thou shouldest visit him every morning, [and] try him every moment?  

 

 


19


 

  How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?  

 

 


20


 

  I 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?  

 

 


21


 

  And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I [shall] not [be].  

 

 


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