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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 As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow,
And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:
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3 So am I made to possess months of misery,
And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
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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 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust;
My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
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6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
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7 Oh remember that my life is a breath:
Mine eye shall no more see good.
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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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9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away,
So he that goeth down to Sheol shall not come up.
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Down to the grave – Sheol, oblivion, death, not torment. E358, R2600:1, R828:5
Come up no more – Mankind had no hope of saving themselves. R194:2
This was, properly, the human standpoint; for the ransom had not yet been paid. R194:2
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10 He shall return no more to his house,
Neither shall his place know him any more.
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11 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth;
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
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12 Am I a sea, or a sea-monster,
That thou settest a watch over me?
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13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me,
My couch shall ease my complaint;
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14 Then thou scarest me with dreams,
And terrifiest me through visions:
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15 So that my soul chooseth strangling,
And death rather than these my bones.
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16 I loathe my life; I would not live alway:
Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
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17 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him,
And that thou shouldest set thy mind upon him,
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18 And that thou shouldest visit him every morning,
And try him every moment?
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19 How long wilt thou not look away from me,
Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
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20 If 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 unto Thee?
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21 And 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. |
Pardon my transgression – Job seemed to realize that God intended furnishing a ransom for sin to take away the sin of the world. R194:2
Sleep in the dust – Sleep in death during the night of weeping and trouble, dying and crying. E359
Thou shalt seek me – In resurrection power. E359
In the morning – The Millennial morning when the night of death and weeping is past. E359; R678:3, R194:2, R604:3*, R1017:6*
But I shall not be – Death will have worked my utter destruction. E359; R678:3, R1017:6*, R846:4
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