Job 7:1-5
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 7
1'Is a person not forced to labor on earth, And are his days not like the days of a hired worker? 2As a slave pants for the shade, And as a hired worker who eagerly waits for his wages, 3So I am allotted worthless months, And nights of trouble are apportioned to me. 4When I lie down, I say, ‘When shall I arise?’ But the night continues, And I am continually tossing until dawn. 5My flesh is clothed with maggots and a crust of dirt, My skin hardens and oozes.King James Version
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 7
1Isn’t each person consigned to forced labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired worker? 2Like a slave he longs for shade; like a hired worker he waits for his pay. 3So I have been made to inherit months of futility, and troubled nights have been assigned to me. 4When I lie down I think, "When will I get up?" But the evening drags on endlessly, and I toss and turn until dawn.New Living Translation
Chapter 7
1'Is not all human life a struggle? Our lives are like that of a hired hand, 2like a worker who longs for the shade, like a servant waiting to be paid. 3I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery. 4Lying in bed, I think, ‘When will it be morning?’ But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn. 5My body is covered with maggots and scabs. My skin breaks open, oozing with pus.English Standard Version
Chapter 7
1"Has not man a hard service on earth, and are not his days like the days of a hired hand? 2Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hired hand who looks for his wages, 3so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me. 4 When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’ But the night is long, and I am full of tossing till the dawn. 5My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.New International Version
Chapter 7
1"Do not mortals have hard service on earth? Are not their days like those of hired laborers? 2Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired laborer waiting to be paid, 3so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me. 4When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.New King James Version
