Job 10 — ILT
10Verse 1My soul is disgusted with my life; I will give free vent to my complaint over myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.Verse 2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; let me know for what cause thou contendest against me.Verse 3Is it well for thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst reject the labor of thy hands, and shed light upon the counsel of the wicked?Verse 4Hast thou eyes of flesh? or wilt thou see as a mortal seeth?Verse 5Are thy days as the days of a mortal, or are thy years as the days of a man,Verse 6That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?Verse 7Still it is within thy knowledge that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliver me out of thy hand.Verse 8Thy hands have carefully fashioned me and made me; every thing is in harmony all round about; and yet thou dost destroy me!Verse 9Remember, I beseech thee, that as though I were clay hast thou made me; and wilt thou cause me to return again unto the dust?Verse 10Behold, like milk didst thou pour me out, and like cheese didst thou curdle me.Verse 11With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, and with bones and sinews didst thou cover me.Verse 12Life and kindness didst thou grant me, and thy providence watched over my spirit.Verse 13And yet these things hadst thou treasured up in thy heart: I know that this was [resolved] within thee.Verse 14If I have sinned, then dost thou watch me, and from my iniquity thou wilt not declare me guiltless.Verse 15If I be wicked, woe unto me: and if I be righteous, I can still not lift up my head; I am sated with disgrace, and ever seeing my affliction;Verse 16And it constantly increaseth; like a fierce lion dost thou hunt for me; and again thou showest thyself continually wonderful on me;Verse 17Thou ever renewest thy witnesses against me, and causest thy indignation to grow strong against me; changes and multitudes [of sufferings] are around me.Verse 18Wherefore then didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had perished, and that no eye had seen me!Verse 19That I were as though I had not been,—had been borne from the womb to the grave.Verse 20Lo! my days are but few: cease, then, withdraw from me [thy hand], that I may recover my cheerfulness a little.Verse 21Before I go, and return not, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,Verse 22A land of utter gloom, as of the darkness of the shadow of death, without any order, and the light of which is like utter gloom.