Job 10

1My soul is weary of my life, I will let go my speech against myself, I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.● 2I will say to God: Do not condemn me: tell me why thou judgest me so?● 3Doth it seem good to thee that thou shouldst calumniate me, and oppress me, the work of thy own hands, and help the counsel of the wicked?● 4Hast thou eyes of flesh: or, shalt thou see as man seeth?● 5Are thy days as the days of man, and are thy years as the times of men:● 6That thou shouldst inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?● 7And shouldst know that I have done no wicked thing, whereas there is no man that can deliver out of thy hand?● 8Thy hands have made me, and fashioned me wholly round about, and dost thou thus cast me down headlong on a sudden?● 9Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and thou wilt bring me into dust● 10Hast thou not milked me as milk, and curdled me like cheese?● 11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh: thou hast put me together with bones and sinews:● 12Thou hast granted me life and mercy, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.● 13Although thou conceal these things in thy heart, yet I know that thou rememberest all things.● 14If I have sinned, and thou hast spared me for an hour: why dost thou not suffer me to be clean from my iniquity?● 15And if I be wicked, woe unto me: and if just, I shall not lift up my head, being filled with affliction and misery.● 16And for pride thou wilt take me as a lioness, and returning, thou tormentest me wonderfully.● 17Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and multipliest thy wrath upon me, and pains war against me.● 18Why didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? O that I had been consumed, that eye might not see me l● 19I should have been as if I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.● 20Shall not the fewness of my days be ended shortly? Suffer me, therefore, that I may lament my sorrow a little:● 21Before I go and return no more, to a land that is dark and covered with the mist of death:● 22A land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and no order, but everlasting horror dwelleth.●