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Does it please you to oppress me, to spurn the work of your hands, while you smile on the plans of the wicked? Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see as a mortal sees? Are your days like those of a mortal or your years like those of a strong man, that you must search out my faults and probe after my sin

Does it seem good to you to oppress, to despise the work of your hands and favor the designs of the wicked? Have you eyes of flesh? Do you see as man sees? Are your days as the days of man, or your years as a man’s years, that you seek out my iniquity and search for my sin

What do you gain by oppressing me? Why do you reject me, the work of your own hands, while smiling on the schemes of the wicked? Are your eyes like those of a human? Do you see things only as people see them? Is your lifetime only as long as ours? Is your life so short that you must quickly probe for my guilt and search for my sin?

Is it good for you to oppress, to reject the work of your hands,  and favor  the plans of the wicked?  Do you have eyes of flesh, or do you see as a human sees? Are your days like those of a human, or your years like those of a man,  that you look for my iniquity  and search for my sin

Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked? Hast thou eyes of flesh? Or seest thou as man seeth? Are thy days as the days of man? Are thy years as man's days, That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, And searchest after my sin?

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? Do You have eyes of flesh? Or do You see as man sees? Are Your days like the days of a mortal man? Are Your years like the days of a mighty man, That You should seek for my iniquity And search out my sin

Job prayed: “Here’s what I want to say: Don’t, God, bring in a verdict of guilty without letting me know the charges you’re bringing. How does this fit into what you once called ‘good’— giving me a hard time, spurning me, a life you shaped by your very own hands, and then blessing the plots of the wicked? You don’t look at things the way we mortals do. You’re not taken in by appearances, are you? Unlike us, you’re not working against a deadline. You have all eternity to work things out. So what’s this all about, anyway—this compulsion to dig up some dirt, to find some skeleton in my closet? You know good and well I’m not guilty. You also know no one can help me.

‘Is it right for You indeed to oppress, To reject the work of Your hands, And to look favorably on the plan of the wicked? ‘Do You have eyes of flesh? Or do You see as mankind sees? ‘Are Your days like the days of a mortal, Or Your years like a man’s year, That You should search for my guilt And carefully seek my sin?

‘Does it indeed seem right to You to oppress, To despise and reject the work of Your hands, And to look with favor on the schemes of the wicked? ‘Do You have eyes of flesh? Do You see as a man sees? ‘Are Your days as the days of a mortal, Are Your years as man’s years, That You seek my guilt And search for my sin?

Is it good for you to oppress, to despise the work of your hands, while you smile on the schemes of the wicked? “Do you have eyes of flesh, or do you see as a human being sees? Are your days like the days of a mortal, or your years like the years of a mortal, that you must search out my iniquity, and inquire about my sin