God’s Word
For Everyday Life

“Isn’t a man forced to labour on earth?

As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,

so I am made to possess months of misery,

When I lie down, I say,

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,

Oh remember that my life is a breath.

The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.

As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,

He will return no more to his house,

“Therefore I will not keep silent.

Am I a sea, or a sea monster,

When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.

then you scare me with dreams

so that my soul chooses strangling,

I loathe my life.

What is man, that you should magnify him,

that you should visit him every morning,

How long will you not look away from me,

If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men?

Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?