Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
I say unto God, 'Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive [with] 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?
Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh, or seest thou as man seeth?
Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth — seest Thou?
5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man’s days,
As the days of man [are] Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?
6 That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin,
That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?
7 Although thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand?
For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.
8 Thine hands have framed me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.
13 Yet these things thou didst hide in thine heart; I know that this is with thee:
And these Thou hast laid up in Thy heart, I have known that this [is] with Thee.
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me,
15 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.
If I have done wickedly — woe to me, And righteously — I lift not up my head, Full of shame — then see my affliction,
16 And if [my head] exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvelous upon me.
And it riseth — as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back — Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and warfare are with me.
Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare [are] with me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,
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 put from me, And I brighten up a little,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,
22 A land of thick darkness, as darkness [itself]; [a land] of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade — and no order, And the shining [is] as thick darkness.'
