THE BOOK OF
Job 10 ©
Job, renewing his complaints, turns himself to God, v. 1, etc. Relates some points about which he complains, 3. And producing reasons for the averting of his heavy afflictions, 9. He shows that his plagues were unavoidable, 13. Great, 16. And manifold, 17. He wishes himself unborn, 18. And yet to be but somewhat comforted now, before death would seize upon him, 20. Whom he describes, 22.
MY soul is 1weary of my life; I will leave my complaint 2upon myself; I will speak in the 3bitterness of my soul.
I will say unto God, Do not 4condemn me; shew me 5wherefore thou contendest with me.
Is it 6good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise 7the work of thine hands, and 8shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Hast thou eyes of 9flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
10Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
11That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and 12searchest after my sin?
13Thou knowest that I am 14not wicked; and there is none that can 15deliver out of thine hand.
Thine hands 16have made me and fashioned me together 17round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast 18made me asa the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Hastb thou not poured me out 19as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast 20fenced me with bones and sinews.
21Thou hast granted me life and favour, and 22thy visitation hath preserved 23my spirit.
And 24these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know 25that this is with thee.
If I sin, then thou 26markest me, and thou wilt not 27acquit me from mine iniquity.
If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up 28my head. I am 29full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
For 30it increaseth. Thou huntest me 31as ac fierce lion: and again 32thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
Thou renewest thy 33witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; 34changes and 35war are against me.
Wherefored then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the 36ghost, and no eye had seen 37me!
I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from 38the womb to the grave.
Are not my days few? 39cease then, and 40let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Before I go whence I shall not 41return, even 42to the land of darkness and the 43shadow of death;
A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any 44order, 45and where the light is as darkness.