Job Remonstrates with God

71 "Do not mortals have hard service on earth? Are not their days like those of hired laborers?

Other Translations of Job 7:1

King James Version

Job Remonstrates with God

71 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?

English Standard Version

Job Remonstrates with God

71 "Has not man a hard service on earth, and are not his days like the days of a hired hand?

The Message

Job Remonstrates with God

71 "Human life is a struggle, isn't it? It's a life sentence to hard labor.

New King James Version

Job Remonstrates with God

71 "Is there not a time of hard service for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired man?

New Living Translation

Job Remonstrates with God

71 "Is not all human life a struggle? Our lives are like that of a hired hand,

Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 7:1

Commentary on Job 7:1-6

(Read Job 7:1-6)

Job here excuses what he could not justify, his desire of death. Observe man's present place: he is upon earth. He is yet on earth, not in hell. Is there not a time appointed for his abode here? yes, certainly, and the appointment is made by Him who made us and sent us here. During that, man's life is a warfare, and as day-labourers, who have the work of the day to do in its day, and must make up their account at night. Job had as much reason, he thought, to wish for death, as a poor servant that is tired with his work, has to wish for the shadows of the evening, when he shall go to rest. The sleep of the labouring man is sweet; nor can any rich man take so much satisfaction in his wealth, as the hireling in his day's wages. The comparison is plain; hear his complaint: His days were useless, and had long been so; but when we are not able to work for God, if we sit still quietly for him, we shall be accepted. His nights were restless. Whatever is grievous, it is good to see it appointed for us, and as designed for some holy end. When we have comfortable nights, we must see them also appointed to us, and be thankful for them. His body was noisome. See what vile bodies we have. His life was hastening apace. While we are living, every day, like the shuttle, leaves a thread behind: many weave the spider's web, which will fail, 14. But if, while we live, we live unto the Lord, in works of faith and labours of love, we shall have the benefit, for every man shall reap as he sowed, and wear as he wove.