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שָׁכַ֗בְתִּיI lie downšā·ḵaḇ·tî
וְאָמַ֗רְתִּיI think :wə·’ā·mar·tî
מָתַ֣י‘ Whenmā·ṯay
אָ֭קוּםwill I get up ? ’’ā·qūm
עָ֑רֶבBut the night‘ā·reḇ
וּמִדַּד־ drags on , ū·mid·daḏ-
וְשָׂבַ֖עְתִּיand I toss and turnwə·śā·ḇa‘·tî
נְדֻדִ֣ים. . .nə·ḏu·ḏîm
עֲדֵי־until‘ă·ḏê-
נָֽשֶׁף׃dawn .nā·šep̄
Job 7:5בְּשָׂרִ֣יMy fleshbə·śā·rî
לָ֘בַ֤שׁis clothedlā·ḇaš
רִ֭מָּהwith wormsrim·māh
וְגִישׁand encrustedwə·ḡīš
עָפָ֑רwith dirt ;‘ā·p̄ār
עוֹרִ֥יmy skin‘ō·w·rî
רָ֝גַ֗עis crackedrā·ḡa‘
וַיִּמָּאֵֽס׃and festering .way·yim·mā·’ês
Job 7:6יָמַ֣יMy daysyā·may
קַ֭לּוּare swifterqal·lū
מִנִּי־thanmin·nî-
אָ֑רֶגa weaver’s shuttle ;’ā·reḡ
וַ֝יִּכְל֗וּthey come to an endway·yiḵ·lū
בְּאֶ֣פֶסwithoutbə·’e·p̄es
תִּקְוָֽה׃hope .tiq·wāh
Job 7:7זְ֭כֹרRememberzə·ḵōr
כִּי־thatkî-
חַיָּ֑יmy lifeḥay·yāy
ר֣וּחַis but a breath .rū·aḥ
עֵ֝ינִ֗יMy eyes‘ê·nî
לֹא־will neverlō-
תָשׁ֥וּבagainṯā·šūḇ
לִרְא֥וֹתseelir·’ō·wṯ
טֽוֹב׃happiness .ṭō·wḇ
Job 7:8עֵ֣יןThe eye‘ên
רֹ֑אִיthat beholds merō·’î
לֹֽא־will nolō-
תְ֭שׁוּרֵנִיlonger see me .ṯə·šū·rê·nî
עֵינֶ֖יךָYou will look‘ê·ne·ḵā
בִּ֣י for me ,
וְאֵינֶֽנִּי׃but I will be no more .wə·’ê·nen·nî
Job 7:9עָ֭נָןAs a cloud‘ā·nān
כָּלָ֣הvanisheskā·lāh
וַיֵּלַ֑ךְ and is gone , way·yê·laḵ
כֵּ֥ןsokên
יוֹרֵ֥דhe who goes downyō·w·rêḏ
שְׁ֝א֗וֹלto Sheol’ō·wl
לֹ֣אdoes not
יַעֲלֶֽה׃come back up .ya·‘ă·leh
Job 7:10לֹא־He neverlō-
ע֣וֹד. . .‘ō·wḏ
יָשׁ֣וּבreturnsyā·šūḇ
לְבֵית֑וֹto his house ;lə·ḇê·ṯōw
מְקֹמֽוֹ׃his placemə·qō·mōw
וְלֹא־-wə·lō-
יַכִּירֶ֖נּוּremembers himyak·kî·ren·nū
ע֣וֹדno more .‘ō·wḏ
Job 7:11גַּם־Thereforegam-
אֲנִי֮I’ă·nî
לֹ֤אwill not
אֶחֱשָׂ֫ךְrestrain’e·ḥĕ·śāḵ
פִּ֥יmy mouth ;
אֲI will speak’ăḏab·bə·rāh
בְּצַ֣רin the anguishbə·ṣar
רוּחִ֑יof my spirit ;rū·ḥî
אָ֝שִׂ֗יחָהI will complain’ā·śî·ḥāh
בְּמַ֣רin the bitternessbə·mar
נַפְשִֽׁי׃of my soul .nap̄·šî
Job 7:12אָ֭נִיAm I’ā·nî
הֲ the sea , hăyām-
אִם־or’im-
תַּנִּ֑ין the monster of the deep , tan·nîn
כִּֽי־thatkî-
תָשִׂ֖יםYou must keep me underṯā·śîm
עָלַ֣י. . .‘ā·lay
מִשְׁמָֽר׃guard ?miš·mār