New Living Translation (NLT)
Job 7
6 “My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle. They end without hope.
7 O God, remember that my life is but a breath, and I will never again feel happiness.
8 You see me now, but not for long. You will look for me, but I will be gone.
9 Just as a cloud dissipates and vanishes, those who die will not come back.
10 They are gone forever from their home— never to be seen again.
11 “I cannot keep from speaking. I must express my anguish. My bitter soul must complain.
12 Am I a sea monster or a dragon that you must place me under guard?
13 I think, ‘My bed will comfort me, and sleep will ease my misery,’
14 but then you shatter me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
15 I would rather be strangled— rather die than suffer like this.
16 I hate my life and don’t want to go on living. Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.
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