Job Cries Out to God

6“My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle.

They end without hope.

7O God, remember that my life is but a breath,

and I will never again feel happiness.

8You see me now, but not for long.

You will look for me, but I will be gone.

9Just as a cloud dissipates and vanishes,

those who die* will not come back.

10They are gone forever from their home—

never to be seen again.

17“What are people, that you should make so much of us,

that you should think of us so often?

18For you examine us every morning

and test us every moment.

19Why won’t you leave me alone,

at least long enough for me to swallow!

20If I have sinned, what have I done to you,

O watcher of all humanity?

Why make me your target?

Am I a burden to you?*

21Why not just forgive my sin

and take away my guilt?

For soon I will lie down in the dust and die.

When you look for me, I will be gone.”