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Chapter 7
| Job | CPDV | 7:1 | The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:2 | Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work, | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:4 | If I lie down to sleep, I will say, “When will I rise?” And next I will hope for the evening and will be filled with sorrows even until darkness. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:5 | My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:6 | My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:8 | Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:9 | Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:11 | And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul. | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:13 | If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,” | |
| Job | CPDV | 7:20 | I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself? | |