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1 BEHOLD there is an appointed time for man upon earth, and his days are like the days of a hireling. |
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2 As a servant who eagerly longs for eventide, and as a hireling who looks to complete his job; |
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3 So have I inherited months of vanity, and wearisome nights are meted out to me. |
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4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise? and the night seems long; when I go to rest, I toss about till the dawning of the day. |
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5 My flesh is covered with worms, and my body with dust; my skin is shrunk, and falls apart. |
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6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. |
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7 O remember that the spirit is still alive; even yet my eye shall again see good. |
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8 The eye of him who has seen me shall rejoice no more; thine eyes are upon me, and vet I am gone. |
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9 As the cloud fades away and disappears, so he who descends to Sheol shall not ascend any more. |
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10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall he recognize his place any more. |
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11 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. |
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12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that thou settest a watch over me? |
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13 For I said that thou shalt comfort me, and I will be relieved of the pain of my sickbed. |
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14 And, behold, thou dost scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions; |
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15 Thou hast drawn my life out of destruction, and my bones out of death. |
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16 I am despondent; I would not live for ever; leave me alone, for my days are vanity. |
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17 What is man, that thou shouldst destroy him? And that thou shouldst think of him; |
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18 And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, and try him every moment? |
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19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow my spittle? |
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20 If I have sinned; what have I done to thee, O thou Creator of men? Why hast thou caused me to encounter thee? Thou hast become a burden to me. |
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21 Until when wilt thou not forgive my transgressions and remove my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the dust; and thou shalt seek me, but I shall be no more. |
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JobChapter 7 |
Книга ИоваГлава 7 |
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1 BEHOLD there is an appointed time for man upon earth, and his days are like the days of a hireling. |
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2 As a servant who eagerly longs for eventide, and as a hireling who looks to complete his job; |
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3 So have I inherited months of vanity, and wearisome nights are meted out to me. |
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4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise? and the night seems long; when I go to rest, I toss about till the dawning of the day. |
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5 My flesh is covered with worms, and my body with dust; my skin is shrunk, and falls apart. |
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6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. |
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7 O remember that the spirit is still alive; even yet my eye shall again see good. |
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8 The eye of him who has seen me shall rejoice no more; thine eyes are upon me, and vet I am gone. |
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9 As the cloud fades away and disappears, so he who descends to Sheol shall not ascend any more. |
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10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall he recognize his place any more. |
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11 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. |
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12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that thou settest a watch over me? |
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13 For I said that thou shalt comfort me, and I will be relieved of the pain of my sickbed. |
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14 And, behold, thou dost scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions; |
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15 Thou hast drawn my life out of destruction, and my bones out of death. |
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16 I am despondent; I would not live for ever; leave me alone, for my days are vanity. |
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17 What is man, that thou shouldst destroy him? And that thou shouldst think of him; |
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18 And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, and try him every moment? |
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19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow my spittle? |
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20 If I have sinned; what have I done to thee, O thou Creator of men? Why hast thou caused me to encounter thee? Thou hast become a burden to me. |
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21 Until when wilt thou not forgive my transgressions and remove my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the dust; and thou shalt seek me, but I shall be no more. |
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