Job 10
1 “I am tired of living. And I will not be silent and stop saying what I am complaining about. Instead, being very unhappy, I will speak [IDM].
My soul doth loathe my life, —I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say to God, ‘Do not say that I must be punished; instead, tell me what wrong you are saying that I have done.
I say unto GOD, Do not hold me guilty, Let me know, on what account thou contendest with me!
3 Does it seem to be good for you to oppress me, to abandon me, whom you created, and instead, to help wicked people to do the things that they plan to do?
Is it seemly in thee, that thou shouldst oppress? that thou shouldst despise the labour of thine own hand, when, upon the counsel of the lawless, thou hast shone?
4 Do you understand things the way that we humans do?
Eyes of flesh, hast thou? or, as a mortal seeth, seest thou?
5 (Do you live for only a few years, like we do?/You certainly do not live for only a few years, like we do.) [RHQ]
As the days of a mortal, are thy days? or, thy years, as the days of a man?
6 So, why do you [RHQ] continue to search for my faults? Why do you hunt for my sins?
That thou shouldst seek for mine iniquity, and, for my sin, shouldst make search:
7 You know that I am not guilty, and that no one can rescue me from your power [MTY].
Though it is, within thine own knowledge, that I would not be lawless, and, none, out of thy hand, can deliver?
8 “'With your hands you created me and shaped/formed my body; but now you are [deciding that you should not have done that, and you are] destroying me.
Thine own hands, shaped me, and made me, all in unison round about, and yet thou hast confounded me.
9 Do not forget that you made me from [a piece of] clay; are you going to cause me to become dirt again [RHQ]?
Remember, I pray thee, that, as clay, thou didst make me, and, unto dust, thou wilt cause me to return.
10 You certainly [RHQ] directed/controlled it when I was conceived, and you formed me inside my mother’s womb [MET].
Didst thou not, like milk, pour me forth? and, as cheese, curdle me?
11 You fastened my bones together with sinews, and [then] you covered them with flesh inside my skin.
With skin and flesh, clothe me? and, with bones and sinews, interweave me?
12 You have caused me to be alive, and you have faithfully loved me, and you have carefully (preserved me/kept me alive).
Life and lovingkindness, thou didst bestow upon me, —and, thy watchful care, preserved my breath.
13 “'But you (kept secret/did not reveal) what [you were planning to do to me]; I am certain that you were planning [to do] these [things to me].
Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!
14 You were watching to see if I would sin, in order that [if I sinned, ] you would refuse to forgive me.
If I have sinned, then couldst thou watch me, and, from mine iniquity, thou wouldst not acquit me:
15 If I am a wicked man, I hope/wish that terrible things will happen to me. But even if I am righteous, I still must bow my head [and feel ashamed], because I am very disgraced and feel miserable.
If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.
16 And if I am proud, you hunt me like [SIM] a lion hunts [for some animal to kill], and you act powerfully to injure me.
When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvellous against me.
17 You constantly find more witnesses [to testify that I have done what is wrong], and you continually become more angry/perturbed with me. [It is as though] you are always bringing new troops to attack me.
Thou renewest thy witnesses before me, and dost increase thy vexation with me, Relays—yea an army, is with me.
18 “'God, why did you allow me to be born? I wish/desire that I had died before anyone [SYN] saw me.
Wherefore then, from the womb, didst thou bring me forth? I might have breathed my last, and, no eye, have seen me.
19 [I consider that] it would have been better if I had been carried directly from my mother’s womb to the grave than for me to live.
As though I had not been, should I have become, —from the womb to the grave, might I have been borne.
20 [I think that] [RHQ] there are only a few days for me to remain alive; so (allow me to be alone/stop attacking me), in order that I may be a little cheerful
Are not my days, few?—then forbear, and set me aside, that I may brighten up for a little;
21 before I go to the place from which I will never return, where it is always gloomy and very dark [DOU],
Before I go, and not return, unto a land of darkness and death-shade:
22 a place of darkness and dark shadows, where [everything] is confused/disordered, where [even a small amount of] light there is like darkness (OR, there is no light, only darkness).’”
A land of obscurity, like thick darkness, of death-shade and disorder, and which shineth like thick darkness.
