Job 7–9
New Living TranslationOther versions
English
- NLT New Living Translation
- DARBY 1890 Darby Bible
- ASV American Standard Version
- AV 1873 The Cambridge Paragraph Bible of the Authorized English Version
- CSB Christian Standard Bible
- D-R Douay-Rheims Bible
- ESV English Standard Version
- GW GOD’S WORD Translation
- GNB Good News Translation
- HCSB The Holman Christian Standard Bible
- KJV 1900 King James Version
- LSB Legacy Standard Bible
- LEB The Lexham English Bible
- MSG The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language
- NET The NET Bible
- NASB95 New American Standard Bible (1995)
- NCV New Century Version
- NIrV New International Reader’s Version (1998)
- NIV New International Version (2011)
- NKJV The New King James Version
- NRSVue New Revised Standard Version: Updated Edition
- RSV The Revised Standard Version
- RSVCE The Revised Standard Version, Catholic Edition
- YLT Young’s Literal Translation
Arabic
Czech
French
German
Hebrew
Hungarian
Italian
Korean
Latin
Portuguese
Russian
Simplified Chinese
Spanish
Traditional Chinese
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.
Job Cries Out to God
6“My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle.
They end without hope.
7O God, remember that my life is but a breath,
and I will never again feel happiness.
8You see me now, but not for long.
You will look for me, but I will be gone.
9Just as a cloud dissipates and vanishes,
those who die will not come back.
10They are gone forever from their home—
never to be seen again.
11“I cannot keep from speaking.
I must express my anguish.
My bitter soul must complain.
12Am I a sea monster or a dragon
that you must place me under guard?
13I think, ‘My bed will comfort me,
and sleep will ease my misery,’
14but then you shatter me with dreams
and terrify me with visions.
15I would rather be strangled—
rather die than suffer like this.
16I hate my life and don’t want to go on living.
Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.
17“What are people, that you should make so much of us,
that you should think of us so often?
18For you examine us every morning
and test us every moment.
19Why won’t you leave me alone,
at least long enough for me to swallow!
20If I have sinned, what have I done to you,
O watcher of all humanity?
Why make me your target?
Am I a burden to you?
21Why not just forgive my sin
and take away my guilt?
For soon I will lie down in the dust and die.
When you look for me, I will be gone.”
Chapter 8
Bildad’s First Response to Job
Then Bildad the Shuhite replied to Job:
2“How long will you go on like this?
You sound like a blustering wind.
3Does God twist justice?
Does the Almighty twist what is right?
4Your children must have sinned against him,
so their punishment was well deserved.
5But if you pray to God
and seek the favor of the Almighty,
6and if you are pure and live with integrity,
he will surely rise up and restore your happy home.
7And though you started with little,
you will end with much.
8“Just ask the previous generation.
Pay attention to the experience of our ancestors.
9For we were born but yesterday and know nothing.
Our days on earth are as fleeting as a shadow.
10But those who came before us will teach you.
They will teach you the wisdom of old.
11“Can papyrus reeds grow tall without a marsh?
Can marsh grass flourish without water?
12While they are still flowering, not ready to be cut,
they begin to wither more quickly than grass.
13The same happens to all who forget God.
The hopes of the godless evaporate.
14Their confidence hangs by a thread.
They are leaning on a spider’s web.
15They cling to their home for security, but it won’t last.
They try to hold it tight, but it will not endure.
16The godless seem like a lush plant growing in the sunshine,
its branches spreading across the garden.
17Its roots grow down through a pile of stones;
it takes hold on a bed of rocks.
18But when it is uprooted,
it’s as though it never existed!
19That’s the end of its life,
and others spring up from the earth to replace it.
20“But look, God will not reject a person of integrity,
nor will he lend a hand to the wicked.
21He will once again fill your mouth with laughter
and your lips with shouts of joy.
22Those who hate you will be clothed with shame,
and the home of the wicked will be destroyed.”
Chapter 9
Job’s Third Speech: A Response to Bildad
Then Job spoke again:
2“Yes, I know all this is true in principle.
But how can a person be declared innocent in God’s sight?
3If someone wanted to take God to court,
would it be possible to answer him even once in a thousand times?
4For God is so wise and so mighty.
Who has ever challenged him successfully?
5“Without warning, he moves the mountains,
overturning them in his anger.
6He shakes the earth from its place,
and its foundations tremble.
7If he commands it, the sun won’t rise
and the stars won’t shine.
8He alone has spread out the heavens
and marches on the waves of the sea.
9He made all the stars—the Bear and Orion,
the Pleiades and the constellations of the southern sky.
10He does great things too marvelous to understand.
He performs countless miracles.
11“Yet when he comes near, I cannot see him.
When he moves by, I do not see him go.
12If he snatches someone in death, who can stop him?
Who dares to ask, ‘What are you doing?’
13And God does not restrain his anger.
Even the monsters of the sea are crushed beneath his feet.
14“So who am I, that I should try to answer God
or even reason with him?
15Even if I were right, I would have no defense.
I could only plead for mercy.
16And even if I summoned him and he responded,
I’m not sure he would listen to me.
17For he attacks me with a storm
and repeatedly wounds me without cause.
18He will not let me catch my breath,
but fills me instead with bitter sorrows.
19If it’s a question of strength, he’s the strong one.
If it’s a matter of justice, who dares to summon him to court?
20Though I am innocent, my own mouth would pronounce me guilty.
Though I am blameless, it would prove me wicked.
21“I am innocent,
but it makes no difference to me—
I despise my life.
22Innocent or wicked, it is all the same to God.
That’s why I say, ‘He destroys both the blameless and the wicked.’
23When a plague sweeps through,
he laughs at the death of the innocent.
24The whole earth is in the hands of the wicked,
and God blinds the eyes of the judges.
If he’s not the one who does it, who is?
25“My life passes more swiftly than a runner.
It flees away without a glimpse of happiness.
26It disappears like a swift papyrus boat,
like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
27If I decided to forget my complaints,
to put away my sad face and be cheerful,
28I would still dread all the pain,
for I know you will not find me innocent, O God.
29Whatever happens, I will be found guilty.
So what’s the use of trying?
30Even if I were to wash myself with soap
and clean my hands with lye,
31you would plunge me into a muddy ditch,
and my own filthy clothing would hate me.
32“God is not a mortal like me,
so I cannot argue with him or take him to trial.
33If only there were a mediator between us,
someone who could bring us together.
34The mediator could make God stop beating me,
and I would no longer live in terror of his punishment.
35Then I could speak to him without fear,
but I cannot do that in my own strength.
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers. All rights reserved.