Verse 7
Job 7:7
King James Version
7
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
Original Language Text
hebrew
זְ֭כֹר כִּי ר֣וּחַ חַיָּ֑/י לֹא תָשׁ֥וּב עֵ֝ינִ֗/י לִ/רְא֥וֹת טֽוֹב
English Translation
Remember that the spirit of life does not return to see good.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 7 Context
1
Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth?
are not
his days also like the days of an hirelin...
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2
As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for
the reward of his work:
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3
So am I made to possess months of vanity, 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...
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5
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
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6
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
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7
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8
The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no
more: thine eyes
are upon me, and I
am not.
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9
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no
mor...
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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...
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12
Am I a sea, or a whale, 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 my life.
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16
I loathe
it; 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 thine heart 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 depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
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20
I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark ag...
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21
And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in...
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