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.

I am weary of my life; I will let loose within me 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 strivest with me.

I will say unto God, Do not condemn me! Show me wherefore thou contendest with me!

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

Is it a pleasure to thee to oppress, And to despise the work of thy hands, And to shine upon the plans 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 a mortal? are thy years as a man's days,

Are thy days as the days of a man, Are thy years as the days of a mortal,

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

That thou seekest after my iniquity, And searchest after my sin,

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

Though thou knowest that I am not guilty, And that none can deliver from thy hand?

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

Have thy hands completely fashioned and made me In every part, that thou mightst destroy me?

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

O remember that thou hast moulded me as clay! And wilt thou bring me again to dust?

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

Thou didst pour me out as milk, And curdle me as cheese;

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

With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, And strengthen me with bones and sinews;

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

Thou didst grant me life and favor, And thy protection preserved my breath:

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

Yet these things thou didst lay up in thy heart! I know that this was in thy mind.

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

If I sin, then thou markest me, And wilt not acquit me of mine iniquity.

15 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; —

If I am wicked, —then woe unto me! Yet if righteous, I dare not lift up my head; I am full of confusion, beholding my affliction.

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

If I lift it up, like a lion thou huntest me, And again showest thyself terrible unto me.

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

Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine anger toward me; New hosts continually rise up against me.

18 And wherefore didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? I had expired, and no eye had seen me.

Why then didst thou bring me forth from the womb? I should have perished, and no eye had seen me;

19 I should be 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 borne from the womb to the grave.

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

Are not my days few? O spare then, And let me alone, that I may be at ease a little while,

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

Before I go— whence I shall not return—To the land of darkness and death-shade,

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

The land of darkness like the blackness of death-shade, Where is no order, and where the light is as darkness.