Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Fifth Sunday in Ordinary Time.

Job Ridiculed by his Wife
Georges Dumesnil de La Tour
1593 – 1652

First Reading from the Book of Job
Job spoke, saying:
Is not man's life on earth a drudgery?
Are not his days those of hirelings?
He is a slave who longs for the shade,
a hireling who waits for his wages.
So I have been assigned months of misery,
and troubled nights have been allotted to me.
If in bed I say, "When shall I arise?"
then the night drags on;
I am filled with restlessness until the dawn.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle;
they come to an end without hope.
Remember that my life is like the wind;
I shall not see happiness again.
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Lynn said...

Will try to post this comment again. That phrase, "my days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle"? I knitted it into the hem of my coat [but not the phrase that follows it].

Francis Shivone said...

Thanks Lynn, I had just read over that line until you connected it with your craft.