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"My inner self loathes my life; {I want to give vent to my complaint}; I want to speak out of [the] bitterness of my inner self.
"{O that} you would conceal me in Sheol, [that] you would hide me {until your wrath is past}, [that] you would appoint a set time for me and remember me.
"{O that} my request may come, and [that] God may grant my hope, that God would decide that he would crush me, [that] he would let loose his hand and {kill me}. But it will still be my consolation, and I would recoil in {unrelenting} pain, for I have not denied [the] words of [the] Holy One. read more.
What [is] my strength, that I should wait? And what [is] my end, that {I should hold out}?
What [is] my strength, that I should wait? And what [is] my end, that {I should hold out}?
"Does not {a human being have hard service} on earth? And [are not] his days like the days of a laborer? Like a slave he longs for [the] shadow, and like a laborer he waits for his wages. So {I had to inherit} months of worthlessness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
So my inner self will choose strangling-- death more than my {existence}. I loathe [my life]; I would not live forever; depart from me, for my days [are] a breath.
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"My inner self loathes my life; {I want to give vent to my complaint}; I want to speak out of [the] bitterness of my inner self.
{And when the sun rose}, God appointed a scorching east wind, and the sun beat down on Jonah's head and he grew faint. {And he asked that he could die} and said, "My death [is] better than my life!"
"My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end {without hope}.
Then Rebekah said to Isaac, "I loathe my life because of the Hittite women. If Jacob takes a wife from Hittite women like these, from the {native women}, {what am I living for}?"
What [is] my strength, that I should wait? And what [is] my end, that {I should hold out}?
So I hated life because the work done under the sun [is] grievous to me. For everything [is] vanity and chasing wind!
I looked again, and I saw all the oppression that occurs under the sun. {I saw the tears of the oppressed-- no one comforts them! Those who oppress them are powerful-- no one can comfort them}! So I deemed the dead who have already died more [fortunate] than the living who are still alive.