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|Job 7:1|
Is there not a warfare to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling?
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2
|Job 7:2|
As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:
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|Job 7:3|
So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
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|Job 7:4|
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
|Job 7:5|
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
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|Job 7:6|
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
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7
|Job 7:7|
Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.
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|Job 7:8|
The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; Thine eyes shall be upon me, but I shall not be.
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|Job 7:9|
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, So he that goeth down to Sheol shall come up no more.
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|Job 7:10|
He shall return no more to his house, Neither shall his place know him any more.
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