Job 7:3-14
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3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
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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.
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5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
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6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
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7 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
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8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
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9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
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10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
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11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
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12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
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13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
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14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions: