Job 10:1-9 ▼

1 My soul is weary of my life. I will release my words against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I will say to God: Do not be willing to condemn me. Reveal to me why you judge me this way.

3 Does it seem good to you, if you find fault with me and oppress me, the work of your own hands, and assist the counsel of the impious?

4 Do you have bodily eyes? Or, just as man sees, will you see?

5 Are your days just like the days of man, and are your years as the times of humans,

6 so that you would inquire about my iniquity and examine my sin?

7 And you know that I have done nothing impious, yet there is no one who can deliver from your hand.

8 Your hands have made me and formed me all around, and, in this way, do you suddenly throw me away?

9 Remember, I ask you, that you have fashioned me like clay, and you will reduce me to dust.