1898 Young's Literal Translation (YLT)
Job 7
1 Job excuseth his desire of death. 12 He complaineth of his own restlessness, 17 and God's watchfulness.

7:1 ¶
Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?

7:2
As a servant desireth the shadow, And as a hireling expecteth his wage,

7:3
So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.

7:4
If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

7:5
Clothed hath been my flesh [with] worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

7:6
My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.

7:7
Remember Thou that my life [is] a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.

7:8
The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes [are] upon meand I am not.

7:9
Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.

7:10
He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.

7:11
Also II withhold not my mouthI speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.

7:12
A sea-[monster] am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?

7:13
When I said, 'My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.

7:14
And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,

7:15
And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.

7:16
I have wasted awaynot to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity.

7:17
What [is] man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?

7:18
And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?

7:19
How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.

7:20
I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myselfand what?

7:21
Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought meand I am not!