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7:1  Is not life on earth a drudgery, its days like those of a hireling?
7:2  Like a slave who longs for the shade, a hireling who waits for wages,
7:3  So I have been assigned months of futility, and troubled nights have been counted off for me.
7:4  When I lie down I say, “When shall I arise?” then the night drags on; I am filled with restlessness until the dawn.
7:5  My flesh is clothed with worms and scabs; my skin cracks and festers;
7:6  My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
7:7  Remember that my life is like the wind; my eye will not see happiness again.
7:8  The eye that now sees me shall no more behold me; when your eye is on me, I shall be gone.
7:9  As a cloud dissolves and vanishes, so whoever goes down to Sheol shall not come up.
7:10  They shall not return home again; their place shall know them no more.
7:11  My own utterance I will not restrain; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
7:12  Am I the Sea, or the dragon, that you place a watch over me?
7:13  When I say, “My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint,”
7:14  Then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
7:15  So that I should prefer strangulation and death rather than my existence.
7:16  I waste away: I will not live forever; let me alone, for my days are but a breath.
7:17  What are human beings, that you make much of them, or pay them any heed?
7:18  You observe them every morning and try them at every moment!
7:19  How long before you look away from me, and let me alone till I swallow my spit?
7:20  If I sin, what do I do to you, O watcher of mortals? Why have you made me your target? Why should I be a burden for you?
7:21  Why do you not pardon my offense, or take away my guilt? For soon I shall lie down in the dust; and should you seek me I shall be gone.