Job 10

¹My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

¹My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

²I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.

²I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

³Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

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

⁵Are thy days as the days of man, Or thy years as man’s days, ⁶That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin, ⁷Although thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?

⁸Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

⁹Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

³Is 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?

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

⁵Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,

⁶That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

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

⁸Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

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

¹⁰Hast thou not poured me out as milk, And curdled me like cheese?

¹¹Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews.

¹²Thou hast granted me life and lovingkindness; And thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

¹³Yet these things thou didst hide in thy heart; I know that this is with thee: ¹⁴If I sin, then thou markest me, And thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

¹⁵If 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.

¹⁰Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

¹¹Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.

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

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

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

¹⁵If 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;

¹⁶And if my head exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion; And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.

¹⁷Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine indignation upon me: Changes and warfare are with me.

¹⁸Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.

¹⁹I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

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

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

¹⁸Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!

¹⁹I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

²⁰Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, ²¹Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death; ²²The land dark as midnight, The land of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as midnight.

²⁰Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

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

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