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.

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; 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 to God, Do not condemn me; show me why 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] good to thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel 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 man? [are] thy years as man's days,

6 that thou inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin,

That thou inquirest 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?

Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and [there is] none that can deliver out of thy hand.

8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me together round about, yet thou destroy me.

Thy hands have made me and fashioned me in all my parts; yet thou dost destroy me.

9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

10 Have thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

11 Thou have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.

12 Thou have granted me life and loving kindness, and thy visitation has preserved my spirit.

Thou hast granted me life and favor, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

13 Yet these things thou hid in thy heart. I know that this is with thee.

And these [things] hast thou hid in thy heart: I know that this [is] with thee.

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 thou wilt not acquit me from my 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 be wicked, woe to me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou my affliction;

16 And if my head exalts itself, thou hunt me as a lion. And again thou show thyself marvelous upon me.

For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou showest thyself wonderful upon 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 thy indignation upon me; changes and war [are] 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 hast thou brought me forth from the womb? O that I had expired, 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 have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried 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? cease [then], [and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

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, [even] to the land of darkness, and the shades of death;

22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as midnight.

A land of darkness, as darkness [itself]; [and] of the shades of death, without any order, and [where] the light [is] as darkness.