Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life. I will give free reign to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I am weary of my life; I will let loose within me my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me. Show me why thou contend with me.
I will say unto God, Do not condemn me! Show me wherefore thou contendest with me!
3 Is it good to thee that thou should oppress, that thou should despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Is it a pleasure to thee to oppress, And to despise the work of thy hands, And to shine upon the plans of the wicked?
4 Have thou eyes of flesh? Or do thou see as man sees?
Hast thou eyes of flesh, Or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man's days,
Are thy days as the days of a man, Are thy years as the days of a mortal,
6 that thou inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin,
That thou seekest after my iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
7 although thou know that I am not wicked. And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
Though thou knowest that I am not guilty, And that none can deliver from thy hand?
8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me together round about, yet thou destroy me.
Have thy hands completely fashioned and made me In every part, that thou mightst destroy me?
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?
O remember that thou hast moulded me as clay! And wilt thou bring me again to dust?
10 Have thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Thou didst pour me out as milk, And curdle me as cheese;
11 Thou have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, And strengthen me with bones and sinews;
12 Thou have granted me life and loving kindness, and thy visitation has preserved my spirit.
Thou didst grant me life and favor, And thy protection preserved my breath:
13 Yet these things thou hid in thy heart. I know that this is with thee.
Yet these things thou didst lay up in thy heart! I know that this was in thy mind.
14 If I sin, then thou mark me. And thou will not acquit me from my iniquity.
If I sin, then thou markest me, And wilt not acquit me of mine iniquity.
15 If I be wicked, woe to me. And if I be righteous, yet I shall not lift up my head, being filled with shame, and looking upon my affliction.
If I am wicked, —then woe unto me! Yet if righteous, I dare not lift up my head; I am full of confusion, beholding my affliction.
16 And if my head exalts itself, thou hunt me as a lion. And again thou show thyself marvelous upon me.
If I lift it up, like a lion thou huntest me, And again showest thyself terrible unto me.
17 Thou renew thy witnesses against me, and increase thine indignation upon me. Changes and warfare are with me.
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine anger toward me; New hosts continually rise up against me.
18 Why then have thou brought me forth out of the womb? I would have given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
Why then didst thou bring me forth from the womb? I should have perished, and no eye had seen me;
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
I should be as though I had not been; I should have been borne from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little
Are not my days few? O spare then, And let me alone, that I may be at ease a little while,
21 before I go where I shall not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
Before I go— whence I shall not return—To the land of darkness and death-shade,
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as midnight.
The land of darkness like the blackness of death-shade, Where is no order, and where the light is as darkness.
