Opening the chapter…
Gloryian · © Guini Productions LLC
“People need to work hard on this earth, like soldiers do; all during the time that we are alive, we work hard [RHQ], like laborers/servants do.
We are like [SIM] slaves who keep wanting to be in the cool shade, and we are like [SIM] workers who are waiting to be paid.
God has given me many months in which I think that it is useless to remain alive; he has allotted/given to me many nights during which I feel miserable.
When I lie down at night I say, ‘How long will it be until morning?’ But nights are long, and I ◄toss/turn over and over► on my bed until dawn.
My body is covered with maggots and scabs; pus oozes out of my open sores.
My days pass as quickly as a weaver’s ◄shuttle/stick that takes the thread back and forth►, and they end without my confidently expecting that things will be better the next day.
God, do not forget that my life is as short as a breath [MET]; I think that I [SYN] will never again be happy.
God, you [SYN] see me now, but some day you will not see me any more. You will search for me, but I will be gone because I will be dead.
Like [SIM] clouds ◄disperse/break up► and then disappear, people die and descend to the place where dead people are, and they do not return;
they never return to their houses, and people among whom they lived do not remember them any more.
So, I will not be silent; while I am suffering I will speak; I will complain to God about what has happened to me because I [SYN] am very angry.
God, why do you watch closely what I am doing? Do you think that I am a dangerous sea monster?
When I lie down at night, I think, ‘I will be comforted here on my bed; my pain will be less while I am sleeping.’
But then you give me dreams that cause me to be afraid; you give me visions that terrify me,
with the result that I would prefer to be strangled to death than to continue to be alive being only a bunch of bones.
I detest continuing to be alive; I do not want to live for many years [HYP]. Allow me to be alone, because I will be alive for only a very short remaining time [HYP].
“We human beings are not very important; so, why do you pay a lot of attention to us [DOU]?
You look at us every morning to see what we are doing, and examine us every moment to see if we are doing what is right.
◄When will you stop looking at me and leave me alone for a little time, long enough to swallow my spit?/Please stop looking at me and leave me alone for a little time, long enough to swallow my spit.► [RHQ]
Why do you watch me constantly? If I sin, that certainly does not harm you! Why have you set me up like a target to shoot at? Do you consider me to be a heavy load that you are forced to carry?
If I have sinned, are you not able to forgive me for my sins— the things that I have done that are wrong? Soon I will lie in my grave; you will search for me, but you will not find me because I will be dead and gone.”
Translation for Translators. Copyright © 2008-2017 Ellis W. Deibler, Jr. Licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/). Source: eBible.org (eng-t4t). Changes: reformatted for display (USFM to verses); no wording changed. Audio (including text-to-speech) and other adaptations are shared under CC BY-SA 4.0. Editorial rendering: in this app the divine name "Yahweh" is displayed and read aloud as "God" (and "Yahweh God" as "God"). The stored text and the imported source are unchanged; this is a display-layer substitution, not part of the translation.
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