Job 7:12
A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
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11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
13When I said, `My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.
17What `is' man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?
18And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
20I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself -- and what?
21Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
4I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?
3When Thou dost cast me `into' the deep, Into the heart of the seas, Then the flood doth compass me, All Thy breakers and Thy billows have passed over me.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
5Compassed me have waters unto the soul, The deep doth compass me, The weed is bound to my head.
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
14And Thou makest man as fishes of the sea, As a creeping thing -- none ruling over him.
13Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?
7Lo, I cry out -- violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
24For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters `are' my roarings.
3So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
4If I lay down then I said, `When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
6I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night `on' my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.
6That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?
7For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.
7Deep unto deep is calling At the noise of Thy water-spouts, All Thy breakers and Thy billows passed over me.
16And it riseth -- as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back -- Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.
17Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare `are' with me.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
7Upon me hath Thy fury lain, And `with' all Thy breakers Thou hast afflicted. Selah.
16Hast thou come in to springs of the sea? And in searching the deep Hast thou walked up and down?
8Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous?
1My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I say unto God, `Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive `with' me.
7He hath hedged me about, and I go not out, He hath made heavy my fetter.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
16But now, my steps Thou numberest, Thou dost not watch over my sin.
4Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
3For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
13For thou turnest against God thy spirit? And hast brought out words from thy mouth:
1Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
20I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
7I have watched, and I am As a bird alone on the roof.
3Wherefore have we been reckoned as cattle? We have been defiled in your eyes!
18He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.
28I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
22Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me.
22And call Thou, and I -- I answer, Or -- I speak, and answer Thou me.
10And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
15Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.