Job 10
Job complains to God
I am sick of life!
1I am sick of life!
And from my deep despair,
I complain to you, my God.
2Don't just condemn me!
Point out my sin.
3Why do you take such delight
in destroying those you created
and in smiling on sinners?
4Do you look at things
the way we humans do?
5Is your life as short as ours?
6Is that why you are so quick
to find fault with me?
7You know I am innocent,
but who can defend me
against you?
8Will you now destroy
someone you created?
9Remember that you moulded me
like a piece of clay.
So don't turn me back
into dust once again.
10As cheese is made from milk,
you created my body
from a tiny drop.
11Then you tied my bones together
with muscles and covered them
with flesh and skin.
12You, the source of my life,
showered me with kindness
and watched over me.
You have not explained
13You have not explained
all your mysteries,
14but you catch and punish me
each time I sin.
15Guilty or innocent,
I am condemned and ashamed
because of my troubles.
16No matter how hard I try,
you keep hunting me down
like a powerful lion.#10.16 lion: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verse 16.
17You never stop accusing me;
you become furious and attack
over and over again.
18Why did you let me be born?
I would rather have died
before birth
19and been carried to the grave
without ever breathing.
20I have only a few days left.
Why don't you leave me alone?#10.20 I have only…alone: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.
Let me find some relief,
21-22before I travel to the land
of darkness and despair,
the place of no return.