Job 10 — DBY
10Verse 1My soul is weary of my life: I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.Verse 2I will say unto+God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou strivest with me.Verse 3Doth it please thee to oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?Verse 4Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?Verse 5Are thy days as the days of a mortal? are thy years as a man's days,Verse 6That thou searchest after mine iniquity, and inquirest into my sin;Verse 7Since thou knowest that I am not wicked, and that there is none that delivereth out of thy hand?Verse 8Thy hands have bound me together and made me as one, round about; yet dost thou swallow me up!Verse 9Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as clay, and wilt bring me into dust again.Verse 10Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?Verse 11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews;Verse 12Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy care hath preserved my spirit;Verse 13And these things didst thou hide in thy heart; I know that this was with thee.Verse 14If I sinned, thou wouldest mark me, and thou wouldest not acquit me of mine iniquity.Verse 15If I were wicked, woe unto me! and righteous, I will not lift up my head, being [so] full of shame, and beholding mine affliction; —Verse 16And it increaseth: thou huntest me as a fierce lion; and ever again thou shewest thy marvellous power upon me.Verse 17Thou renewest thy witnesses before me and increasest thy displeasure against me; successions [of evil] and a time of toil are with me.Verse 18And wherefore didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? I had expired, and no eye had seen me.Verse 19I should be as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.Verse 20Are not my days few? cease then and let me alone, that I may revive a little,Verse 21Before I go, and never to return, — to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;Verse 22A land of gloom, as darkness itself; of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as thick darkness.