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1Is there not a warfare to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling? 2As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as a hireling that looketh for his wages: 3So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me. 4When 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. 5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh. 6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope. 7Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good. 8The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be. 9As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, So he that goeth down to Sheol shall come up no more. 10He shall return no more to his house, Neither shall his place know him any more. 11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. 12Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me? 13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint; 14Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions: 15So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than these my bones. 16I loathe my life; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity. 17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him, And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him, 18And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, And try him every moment? 19How long wilt thou not look away from me, Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? 20If I have sinned, what do I unto thee, O thou watcher of men? Why hast thou set me as a mark for thee, So that I am a burden to myself? 21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; And thou wilt seek me diligently, but I shall not be.

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1Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said, 2How long wilt thou speak these things? And how long shall the words of thy mouth be like a mighty wind? 3Doth God pervert justice? Or doth the Almighty pervert righteousness? 4If thy children have sinned against him, And he hath delivered them into the hand of their transgression; 5If thou wouldest seek diligently unto God, And make thy supplication to the Almighty; 6If thou wert pure and upright: Surely now he would awake for thee, And make the habitation of thy righteousness prosperous. 7And though thy beginning was small, Yet thy latter end would greatly increase. 8For inquire, I pray thee, of the former age, And apply thyself to that which their fathers have searched out: 9(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days upon earth are a shadow); 10Shall not they teach thee, and tell thee, And utter words out of their heart? 11Can the rush grow up without mire? Can the flag grow without water? 12Whilst it is yet in its greenness, and not cut down, It withereth before any other herb. 13So are the paths of all that forget God; And the hope of the godless man shall perish: 14Whose confidence shall break in sunder, And whose trust is a spider's web. 15He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand: He shall hold fast thereby, but it shall not endure. 16He is green before the sun, And his shoots go forth over his garden. 17His roots are wrapped about the stone -heap, He beholdeth the place of stones. 18If he be destroyed from his place, Then it shall deny him, saying, I have not seen thee. 19Behold, this is the joy of his way; And out of the earth shall others spring. 20Behold, God will not cast away a perfect man, Neither will he uphold the evil-doers. 21He will yet fill thy mouth with laughter, And thy lips with shouting. 22They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; And the tent of the wicked shall be no more.Other Versions