Job 10 — YLT

10Verse 1My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.^{Verse 2}I say unto God, 'Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive [with] me.^{Verse 3}Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?^{Verse 4}Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth — seest Thou?^{Verse 5}As the days of man [are] Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?^{Verse 6}That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?^{Verse 7}For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.^{Verse 8}Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!^{Verse 9}Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.^{Verse 10}Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?^{Verse 11}Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.^{Verse 12}Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.^{Verse 13}And these Thou hast laid up in Thy heart, I have known that this [is] with Thee.^{Verse 14}If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me,^{Verse 15}If I have done wickedly — woe to me, And righteously — I lift not up my head, Full of shame — then see my affliction,^{Verse 16}And it riseth — as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back — Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.^{Verse 17}Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare [are] with me.^{Verse 18}And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.^{Verse 19}As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,^{Verse 20}Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,^{Verse 21}Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,^{Verse 22}A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade — and no order, And the shining [is] as thick darkness.'