1“Isn't life for human beings like serving a sentence of hard labor? Don't their days pass like those of a hired laborer?

2Like some slave longing for a bit of shade, like a hired hand anxiously waiting for pay day,

3I've been given months of emptiness and nights of misery.

4When I go to bed I ask, ‘When shall I get up?’ But the night goes on and on, and I toss and turn until dawn.

5My body is covered with maggots and caked in dirt; my skin is cracked, with oozing sores.

6My days pass quicker than a weaver's shuttle ³⁵and they come to an end without hope.

7Remember that my life is just a breath; I will not see happiness again.

8Those watching me won't see me anymore; your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone. ³⁶

9When a cloud disappears, it's gone, just as anyone who goes down to Sheol ³⁷does not come back up.

10They will never return home, and the people they knew will forget them. ³⁸

11So, no, I won't hold my tongue—I will speak in the agony of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

12Am I the sea or a sea monster that you have to guard me?

13If I tell myself, ‘I'll feel better if I lie down on my bed,’ or ‘it will help me to lie down on my couch,’

14then you scare me so much with dreams and terrify me with visions

15that I would rather be strangled—I would rather die than become just a bag of bones.

16I hate my life! I know I won't live long. Leave me alone because my life is just a breath. ³⁹

17Why are human beings so important to you; why are you so concerned about them

18that you inspect them every morning and test them every moment? Won't you ever stop staring at me?

19Won't you ever leave me alone long enough to catch my breath? ⁴⁰

20What have I done wrong? What have I done to you, Watcher of Humanity? Why have you made me your target, so that I'm a burden even to myself?

21If so why don't you pardon my sins, and take away my guilt? Right now I'm going to lie down in the dust, and though you will look for me, I will be gone.”