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 unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend 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 to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?

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

Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?

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

Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,

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

that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?

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

Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

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

“‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.

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

Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

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

Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?

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

You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

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

You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.

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

Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:

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

if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.

15 If 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;

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

If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.

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

You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.

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

“‘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.

I should have been 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,

Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

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

before I go where I will not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;

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

the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”