Job 7:1-7

1. 1 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?

2. 2 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:

3. 3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

4. 4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

5. 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

6. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.

7. 7 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

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