Job 7
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1Is there not a warfare to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling?
2As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow, And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:
3So am I made to possess months of misery, And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4When 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.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
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American Standard Version (1901) is in the public domain. Text bundled with PentecostalGPT.