71Isn't man's time on earth like being compelled to serve in the army?
Aren't his days like those of a hired man?
2Like a slave, he longs for shade,
or like a day laborer, he waits for his pay.
3In the same way, I have been allotted months of futility,
and nights of agony have been assigned to me.
4When I lie down, I think, “How long before I get up?”
But the night drags on,
and I am filled with restlessness until dawn.
5My flesh is clothed with maggots and caked with dirt.
My skin scabs over and then oozes again.
6My days pass by more swiftly than the shuttle of a weaver's loom.
They come to an end without hope.
Job Addresses God
7Remember that my life is just a breath.
My eyes will never again see good fortune.
8The eyes that see me now will no longer watch me.
Your eyes will look for me, but I will not be there.
9As a cloud vanishes and is gone,
so does the one who goes down to the grave.
He does not come back up again.
10He never again returns to his home,
and his place will no longer know him.
11That is why I will not restrain my mouth.
I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit.
I will lament in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I the sea or a great creature of the deep
that you need to put me under guard?
13When I say that my bed will comfort me,
and my couch will help me with my lament,
14then you frighten me with dreams
and terrify me with visions,
15so I would prefer to be strangled,
and I prefer death more than my current existence.
16I reject my life. I do not want to live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are just a vanishing vapor.
17What is man that you make so much of him,
that you pay so much attention to him,
18that you inspect him every morning
and test him every minute?
19Why do you never stop watching me?
Why don't you leave me alone long enough for me to swallow my spit?
20If I have sinned, what harm has it done to you,
you who keep watch on mankind?
Why have you set me up as your target?
How have I become a burden to you?
21Why do you not forgive my rebellion?
Why do you not take away my guilt?
Soon I will lie down in the dust.
You will search for me, but I will not be there.