The Book of Job

10: 1My soul is weary of my life;

 I will give free course to my complaint;

 I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

 10:2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me;

 Show me wherefore thou contendest with me.

 10:3Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress,

 That thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands,

 And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

 10:4Hast thou eyes of flesh?

 Or seest thou as man seeth?

 10:5Are thy days as the days of man,

 Or thy years as man's days,

 10:6That thou inquirest after mine iniquity,

 And searchest after my sin,

 10:7Although thou knowest that I am not wicked,

 And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
 
 

 10:8Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me

 Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

 10:9Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast fashioned me as clay;

 And wilt thou bring me into dust again?

 10:10Hast thou not poured me out as milk,

 And curdled me like cheese?

 10:11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh,

 And knit me together with bones and sinews.

 10:12Thou hast granted me life and lovingkindness;

 And thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

 10:13Yet these things thou didst hide in thy heart;

 I know that this is with thee:

 10:14If I sin, then thou markest me,

 And thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

 10:15If I be wicked, woe unto me;

 And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head;

 Being filled with ignominy,

 And looking upon mine affliction.

 10:16And if my head exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion;

 And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.

 10:17Thou renewest thy witnesses against me,

 And increasest thine indignation upon me:

 Changes and warfare are with me.
 
 

 10:18Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb?

 I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.

 10:19I should have been as though I had not been;

 I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

 10:20Are not my days few? cease then,

 And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

 10:21Before I go whence I shall not return,

 Even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;

 10:22The land dark as midnight,

 The land of the shadow of death, without any order,

 And where the light is as midnight.