Job - Chapter 10 | New King James Version

  • 1. "My soul loathes my life; I will give free course to my complaint, I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
  • 2. I will say to God, 'Do not condemn me; Show me why You contend with me.
  • 3. Does it seem good to You that You should oppress, That You should despise the work of Your hands, And smile on the counsel of the wicked?
  • 4. Do You have eyes of flesh? Or do You see as man sees?
  • 5. Are Your days like the days of a mortal man? Are Your years like the days of a mighty man,
  • 6. That You should seek for my iniquity And search out my sin,
  • 7. Although You know that I am not wicked, And there is no one who can deliver from Your hand?
  • 8. 'Your hands have made me and fashioned me, An intricate unity; Yet You would destroy me.
  • 9. Remember, I pray, that You have made me like clay. And will You turn me into dust again?
  • 10. Did you not pour me out like milk, And curdle me like cheese,
  • 11. Clothe me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews?
  • 12. You have granted me life and favor, And Your care has preserved my spirit.
  • 13. 'And these things You have hidden in Your heart; I know that this was with You:
  • 14. If I sin, then You mark me, And will not acquit me of my iniquity.
  • 15. If I am wicked, woe to me; Even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head. I am full of disgrace; See my misery!
  • 16. If my head is exalted, You hunt me like a fierce lion, And again You show Yourself awesome against me.
  • 17. You renew Your witnesses against me, And increase Your indignation toward me; Changes and war are ever with me.
  • 18. 'Why then have You brought me out of the womb? Oh, that I had perished and no eye had seen me!
  • 19. I would have been as though I had not been. I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
  • 20. Are not my days few? Cease! Leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort,
  • 21. Before I go to the place from which I shall not return, To the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
  • 22. A land as dark as darkness itself, As the shadow of death, without any order, Where even the light is like darkness.' "
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