7 Is there not ||an appointed time to man upon earth?
Are not his days also alike the days of an hireling?
And as an hireling looketh for cthe reward of his work:
And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 eeWhen 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.
5 My flesh is clothed with fworms and clods of dust;
My skin is broken, and gbecome loathsome.
6 My days are swifter than ha weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
7 O remember that my life is iwind:
8 kThe eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more:
Thine eyes are upon me, and ||I am not.
So he that lgoeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
10 mHe shall return no more to his house,
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
That thou settest a watch over me?
13 qWhen I say, My bed shall comfort me,
14 sThen thou scarest me with dreams,
And terrifiest me through visions:
And death rather †than my life.
16 I tloathe it; I would not live alway:
17 yWhat is man, that thou shouldest magnify him?
And that thou shouldest zset thine heart upon him?
18 And that thou shouldest visit him aevery morning,
And try him bevery moment?
19 How long wilt thou not cdepart from me,
Nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
O thou dpreserver of men?
Why hast thou set me as a emark against thee,
So that I am a burden to myself?
And take away mine iniquity?
For now shall I sleep in the dust;
And thou shalt fseek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
About King James Version
This King James Version is based upon the Pure Cambridge Edition first published around 1900. It has been carefully typeset to remove any typographical errors and accurately reflects the original text.