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7:1  “How mankind must struggle. A man’s life is long and hard, like that of a slave.
7:2  How he longs for the day to end. How he grinds on to the end of the week and his wages.
7:3  And so to me also have been allotted months of frustration, these long and weary nights.
7:4  When I go to bed I think, ‘Oh, that it were morning,’ and then I toss till dawn.
7:5  “My skin is filled with worms and blackness. My flesh breaks open, full of pus.
7:6  My life drags by—day after hopeless day.
7:7  My life is but a breath, and nothing good is left.
7:8  You see me now, but not for long. Soon you’ll look upon me dead.
7:9  As a cloud disperses and vanishes, so those who die shall go away forever—
7:10  gone forever from their family and their home—never to be seen again.
7:11  Ah, let me express my anguish. Let me be free to speak out of the bitterness of my soul.
7:12  “O God, am I some monster that you never leave me alone?
7:13  Even when I try to forget my misery in sleep, you terrify with nightmares.
7:14  Even when I try to forget my misery in sleep, you terrify with nightmares.
7:15  I would rather die of strangulation than go on and on like this.
7:16  I hate my life. Oh, leave me alone for these few remaining days.
7:17  What is mere man that you should spend your time persecuting him?
7:18  Must you be his inquisitor every morning and test him every moment of the day?
7:19  Why won’t you leave me alone—even long enough to spit?
7:20  “Has my sin harmed you, O God, watcher of mankind? Why have you made me your target, and made my life so heavy a burden to me?
7:21  Why not just pardon my sin and take it all away? For all too soon I’ll lie down in the dust and die, and when you look for me, I shall be gone.”