---
title: Joseph Smith Translation (1867 edition)
description: Job from the Joseph Smith Translation (JST), 1867 edition.
authors:
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
collections:
  - joseph-smith
tags:
  - translation
published: "1867"
publisher: RLDS Publication Board
publisher_place: Plano, Illinois
publisher_note: "The title page reads: Published by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints; Joseph Smith, I. L. Rogers, E. Robinson, Publishing Committee; 1867."
edition: First edition (Plano, 1867)
language: en
type: book
chapter: 7
verse_count: 21
reference: "Joseph Smith Jr., *Joseph Smith Translation*, first edition (Plano, IL: RLDS Publication Board, 1867), Job, chap. 7, https://archive.org/details/holyscripturestr00smituoft."
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/holyscripturestr00smituoft
  identifier: holyscripturestr00smituoft
  scan: University of Toronto / Trinity College Library copy, Internet Archive
  transcription: "OCR text of the 1867 scans (Toronto copy and a second copy, holyscriptures00smit), reconciled word by word; Romans was also checked against the page images. Method, per-chapter validation log and known limits: docs/jst-1867-import.md."
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: 1867 US publication
  source: https://archive.org/details/holyscripturestr00smituoft
  publication_year: 1867
---

# Job 7

*Job excuseth his desire of death He complaineth of his own restlessness and Gods watchfulness.*

**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 a 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 skin is broken, and become loathsome.
**6** My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
**7** Oh remember that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.
**8** The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more; thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
**9** As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away; so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
**10** He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
**11** Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
**12** Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
**13** When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
**14** Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions;
**15** So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
**16** I loathe it; I would not live alway; let me alone; for my days are vanity.
**17** What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
**18** And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
**19** How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
**20** I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
**21** And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.