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.

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; show me why thou contendest with me.

I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou strivest with me.

3 [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?

Doth it please thee to oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?

Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?

5 [Are] thy days as the days of man? [are] thy years as man's days,

Are thy days as the days of a mortal? are thy years as a man's days,

6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

That thou searchest after mine iniquity, and inquirest into my sin;

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

Since thou knowest that I am not wicked, and that there is none that delivereth out of thy hand?

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

Thy hands have bound me together and made me as one, round about; yet dost thou swallow me up!

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

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

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

Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews;

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

Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy care hath preserved my spirit;

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

And these things didst thou hide in thy heart; I know that this was with thee.

14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from my iniquity.

If I sinned, thou wouldest mark me, and thou wouldest not acquit me of mine iniquity.

15 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;

If I were wicked, woe unto me! and righteous, I will not lift up my head, being [so] full of shame, and beholding mine affliction; —

16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou showest thyself wonderful upon me.

And it increaseth: thou huntest me as a fierce lion; and ever again thou shewest thy marvellous power upon me.

17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thy indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.

Thou renewest thy witnesses before me and increasest thy displeasure against me; successions [of evil] and a time of toil are with me.

18 Why then hast thou brought me forth from the womb? O that I had expired, and no eye had seen me!

And wherefore didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? 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 be 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 revive a little,

21 Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness, and the shades of death;

Before I go, and never to return, — to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

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

A land of gloom, as darkness itself; of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as thick darkness.