Job 7:2

² Like a slave he longs for shade; like a hireling he waits for his wages.

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Job 14:1–3

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Job 7:5–7

⁵ My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering. ⁶ My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope. ⁷ Remember that my life is but a breath. My eyes will never again see happiness.

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