Job 7:6
My days swifter than a loom, || And they are consumed without hope.
Literal Standard Version
In The King James Version
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
In Context
7Remember that my life [is] a breath, || My eye does not turn back to see good.
Cross References
Job 6:11What [is] my power that I should hope? And what [is] my end that I should prolong my life?
Job 13:15Behold, He slays me—I do not wait! Only, I argue my ways to His face.
Job 16:22When a few years come, || Then I go [on] the path of no return.”
Job 17:11My days have passed by, || My plans have been broken off, || The possessions of my heart!
Psalms 90:5You have inundated them, they are asleep, || In the morning he changes as grass.
Psalms 103:15Mortal man! His days [are] as grass, || He flourishes as a flower of the field;
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 →