Job 10
10
1“I hate my life,
so I will complain without holding back;
I will speak because I am so unhappy.
2I will say to God: Do not hold me guilty,
but tell me what you have against me.
3Does it make you happy to trouble me?
Don’t you care about me, the work of your hands?
Are you happy with the plans of evil people?
4Do you have human eyes
that see as we see?
5Are your days like the days of humans,
and your years like our years?
6You look for the evil I have done
and search for my sin.
7You know I am not guilty,
but no one can save me from your power.
8“Your hands shaped and made me.
Do you now turn around and destroy me?
9Remember that you molded me like a piece of clay.
Will you now turn me back into dust?
10You formed me inside my mother
like cheese formed from milk.
11You dressed me with skin and flesh;
you sewed me together with bones and muscles.
12You gave me life and showed me kindness,
and in your care you watched over my life.
13“But in your heart you hid other plans.
I know this was in your mind.
14If I sinned, you would watch me
and would not let my sin go unpunished.
15How terrible it will be for me if I am guilty!
Even if I am right, I cannot lift my head.
I am full of shame
and experience only pain.
16If I hold up my head, you hunt me like a lion
and again show your terrible power against me.
17You bring new witnesses against me
and increase your anger against me.
Your armies come against me.
18“So why did you allow me to be born?
I wish I had died before anyone saw me.
19I wish I had never lived,
but had been carried straight from birth to the grave.
20The few days of my life are almost over.
Leave me alone so I can have a moment of joy.
21Soon I will leave; I will not return
from the land of darkness and gloom,
22the land of darkest night,
from the land of gloom and confusion,
where even the light is darkness.”
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Job 10
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1I hate my life! Let me speak freely about my complaints—I can't keep my bitterness to myself. 2I will tell God, “Don't just condemn me—tell me what you have against me. 3Do you enjoy accusing me? Why do you reject me, someone you made with your own hands, and yet smile on the scheming of the wicked? 4Do you have human eyes? Do you see like human beings do? 5Is your life as short as mortal beings? Are your years as brief as those of humanity, 6that you have to examine my wrongs and investigate my sins? 7Even though you know I'm not guilty, no one can save me from you. 8You made me and shaped me with your own hands, and yet you destroy me. 9Remember that you shaped me like a piece of clay—are you now going to turn me back into dust? 10You poured me out like milk, you curdled me like cheese.#10:10. These poetic references refer to procreation. The intent is to say God formed Job in his mother's womb. 11You clothed me with skin and flesh; you wove my body together with bones and muscles. 12You granted me life and showed me your kindness; you have taken great care of me.
13But you kept these things hidden in your heart. I know your purpose was 14to watch me, and if I sinned, then you would not forgive my wrongs. 15If I'm guilty I'm in trouble, if I'm innocent I can't hold my head high because I'm totally disgraced as I look at my sufferings. 16If I do hold my head high you hunt me down like a lion, showing how powerful you are in hurting me. 17You repeat your arguments against me, you pour out more and more of your anger against me, you send fresh armies against me.
18So why did you allow me to be born?#10:18. Literally, “bring me forth from the womb.” I wish that I had died, and nobody had ever seen me! 19It would have been better if I had never existed, taken straight from the womb to the grave. 20I only have a few days left, so why don't you leave me alone so I can have a little peace 21before I go to where I shall never return from, the land of darkness and the shadow of death— 22the land of total darkness where death's shadow lies, a place of chaos where light itself is darkness.”
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