Job 7:6
My days are swifter than a weaver`s shuttle, And are spent without hope.
American Standard Version
In The King James Version
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
In Context
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; My skin closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.
Cross References
Job 6:11What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
Job 13:15Behold, he will slay me; I have no hope: Nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
Job 16:22For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
Job 17:11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
Psalms 90:5Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: In the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
Psalms 103:15As for man, his days are as grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
Matthew Henry on Job 7:2-7
Job's Reply to Eliphaz. ( b. c. 1520.) 1 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of a hireling? 2 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work: 3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me. 4 When 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. 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my… Read the whole commentary →