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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.
[2] I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me.
Show me why you contend with me.
[3] Is it good to you that you should oppress,
that you should despise the work of your hands,
and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
[4] Do you have eyes of flesh?
Or do you see as man sees?
[5] Are your days as the days of mortals,
or your years as man’s years,
[6] that you inquire after my iniquity,
and search after my sin?
[7] Although you know that I am not wicked,
there is no one who can deliver out of your hand. [8] “ ‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether,
yet you destroy me.
[9] Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay.
Will you bring me into dust again?
[10] Haven’t you poured me out like milk,
and curdled me like cheese?
[11] You have clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews.
[12] You have granted me life and loving kindness.
Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
[13] Yet you hid these things in your heart.
I know that this is with you:
[14] if I sin, then you mark me.
You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
[15] If I am wicked, woe to me.
If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head,
being filled with disgrace,
and conscious of my affliction.
[16] If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion.
Again you show yourself powerful to me.
[17] You renew your witnesses against me,
and increase your indignation on me.
Changes and warfare are with me. [18] “ ‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
I wish I had given up the spirit, 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.
[20] Aren’t my days few?
Stop!
Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
[21] before I go where I will not return from,
to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
[22] the land dark as midnight,
of the shadow of death,
without any order,
where the light is as midnight.’ ”
I will give free course to my complaint.
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
[2] I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me.
Show me why you contend with me.
[3] Is it good to you that you should oppress,
that you should despise the work of your hands,
and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
[4] Do you have eyes of flesh?
Or do you see as man sees?
[5] Are your days as the days of mortals,
or your years as man’s years,
[6] that you inquire after my iniquity,
and search after my sin?
[7] Although you know that I am not wicked,
there is no one who can deliver out of your hand. [8] “ ‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether,
yet you destroy me.
[9] Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay.
Will you bring me into dust again?
[10] Haven’t you poured me out like milk,
and curdled me like cheese?
[11] You have clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews.
[12] You have granted me life and loving kindness.
Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
[13] Yet you hid these things in your heart.
I know that this is with you:
[14] if I sin, then you mark me.
You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
[15] If I am wicked, woe to me.
If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head,
being filled with disgrace,
and conscious of my affliction.
[16] If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion.
Again you show yourself powerful to me.
[17] You renew your witnesses against me,
and increase your indignation on me.
Changes and warfare are with me. [18] “ ‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
I wish I had given up the spirit, 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.
[20] Aren’t my days few?
Stop!
Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
[21] before I go where I will not return from,
to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
[22] the land dark as midnight,
of the shadow of death,
without any order,
where the light is as midnight.’ ”