Job 10
1 “I loathe my own life; I will express my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say to God: Do not condemn me! Let me know why You prosecute me.
I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.
3 Does it please You to oppress me, to reject the work of Your hands and favor the schemes of the wicked?
Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
4 Do You have eyes of flesh? Do You see as man sees?
Hast thou eyes of flesh? Or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are Your days like those of a mortal, or Your years like those of a man,
Are thy days as the days of man, Or thy years as man’s days,
6 that You should seek my iniquity and search out my sin—
That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
7 though You know that I am not guilty, and there is no deliverance from Your hand?
Although thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
8 Your hands shaped me and altogether formed me. Would You now turn and destroy me?
Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9 Please remember that You molded me like clay. Would You now return me to dust?
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?
10 Did You not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese?
Hast thou not poured me out as milk, And curdled me like cheese?
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 You have granted me life and loving devotion, and Your care has preserved my spirit.
Thou hast granted me life and lovingkindness; And thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
13 Yet You concealed these things in Your heart, and I know that this was in Your mind:
Yet these things thou didst hide in thy heart; I know that this is with thee:
14 If I sinned, You would take note, and would not acquit me of my iniquity.
If I sin, then thou markest me, And thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
15 If I am guilty, woe to me! And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift my head. I am full of shame and aware of my affliction.
If I be wicked, woe unto me; And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head; Being filled with ignominy, And looking upon mine affliction.
16 Should I hold my head high, You would hunt me like a lion, and again display Your power against me.
And if [my head] exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion; And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 You produce new witnesses against me and multiply Your anger toward me. Hardships assault me in wave after wave.
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine indignation upon me: Changes and warfare are with me.
18 Why then did You bring me from the womb? Oh, that I had died, and no eye had seen me!
Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19 If only I had never come to be, but had 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 my days not few? Withdraw from me, that I may have a little comfort,
Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 before I go—never to return— to a land of darkness and gloom,
Before I go whence I shall not return, [Even] to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 to a land of utter darkness, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”
The land dark as midnight, [The land] of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as midnight.
