New King James Version (NKJV)
Job 6
29 Yield now, let there be no injustice! Yes, concede, my righteousness still stands!
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern the unsavory?
Job 7
1 "Is there not a time of hard service for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired man?
2 Like a servant who earnestly desires the shade, And like a hired man who eagerly looks for his wages,
3 So I have been allotted months of futility, And wearisome nights have been appointed to me.
4 When I lie down, I say, ’When shall I arise, And the night be ended?’ For I have had my fill of tossing till dawn.
5 My flesh is caked with worms and dust, My skin is cracked and breaks out afresh.
6 "My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.
7 Oh, remember that my life is a breath! My eye will never again see good.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no more; While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.
9 As the cloud disappears and vanishes away, So he who goes down to the grave does not come up.