Job 10   

1 I am disgusted with my life. u

I will give vent to my complaint

and speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2   I will say to God,

“Do not declare me guilty!

Let me know why you prosecute me.

3   Is it good for you to oppress,

to reject the work of your hands, v

and favor V the plans of the wicked? w

4   Do you have eyes of flesh,

or do you see as a human sees?

5   Are your days like those of a human,

or your years like those of a man, x

6   that you look for my iniquity y

and search for my sin,

7   even though you know that I am not wicked

and that there is no one who can rescue from your power? z

8   “Your hands shaped me and formed me. a

Will you now turn and destroy me?

9   Please remember that you formed me like clay.

Will you now return me to dust? b

10   Did you not pour me out like milk

and curdle me like cheese?

11   You clothed me with skin and flesh,

and wove me together with bones and tendons. c

12   You gave me life and faithful love,

and your care has guarded my life.

13   “Yet you concealed these thoughts in your heart;

I know that this was your hidden plan: W

14   if I sin, you would notice, X

and would not acquit me of my iniquity. d

15   If I am wicked, woe to me!

And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head.

I am filled with shame e

and have drunk deeply of Y my affliction. f

16   If I am proud, Z you hunt me like a lion

and again display your miraculous power against me. g

17   You produce new witnesses A against me

and multiply your anger toward me.

Hardships assault me, wave after wave. B

18   “Why did you bring me out of the womb? h

I should have died and never been seen.

19   I wish C I had never existed

but had been carried from the womb to the grave. i

20   Are my days not few? Stop it! D

Leave me alone, so that I can smile a little

21   before I go to a land of darkness and gloom, j

never to return.

22   It is a land of blackness like the deepest darkness,

gloomy and chaotic,

where even the light is like E the darkness.”