Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I hate my life! Let me speak freely about my complaints—I can't keep my bitterness to myself.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
I will tell God, “Don't just condemn me—tell me what you have against me.
3 [Is it] good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Do you enjoy accusing me? Why do you reject me, someone you made with your own hands, and yet smile on the scheming of the wicked?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
Do you have human eyes? Do you see like human beings do?
5 [Are] thy days as the days of man? [are] thy years as man’s days,
Is your life as short as mortal beings? Are your years as brief as those of humanity,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
that you have to examine my wrongs and investigate my sins?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and [there is] none that can deliver out of thine hand.
Even though you know I'm not guilty, no one can save me from you.
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
You made me and shaped me with your own hands, and yet you destroy me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Remember that you shaped me like a piece of clay—are you now going to turn me back into dust?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
You poured me out like milk, you curdled me like cheese.
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
You clothed me with skin and flesh; you wove my body together with bones and muscles.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
You granted me life and showed me your kindness; you have taken great care of me.
13 And these [things] hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this [is] with thee.
But you kept these things hidden in your heart. I know your purpose was
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
to watch me, and if I sinned, then you would not forgive my wrongs.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
If I'm guilty I'm in trouble, if I'm innocent I can't hold my head high because I'm totally disgraced as I look at my sufferings.
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
If I do hold my head high you hunt me down like a lion, showing how powerful you are in hurting me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.
You repeat your arguments against me, you pour out more and more of your anger against me, you send fresh armies against me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
So why did you allow me to be born? I wish that I had died, and nobody had ever seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
It would have been better if I had never existed, taken straight 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,
I only have a few days left, so why don't you leave me alone so I can have a little peace
21 Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
before I go to where I shall never return from, the land of darkness and the shadow of death—
22 A land of darkness, as darkness [itself; and] of the shadow of death, without any order, and [where] the light [is] as darkness.
the land of total darkness where death's shadow lies, a place of chaos where light itself is darkness.”
