Job 10:1-9 ▼

1 “My soul is loathed by my life; I will abandon all restraint in myself to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I will say to God, ‘Do not account me as wicked; Let me know why You contend with me.

3 Is it good to You that You oppress, That You reject the labor of Your hands, And cause the counsel of the wicked to shine forth?

4 Have You eyes of flesh? Or do You see as a mortal man sees?

5 Are Your days as the days of a mortal man, Or Your years as man’s years,

6 That You should seek for my guilt And search after my sin?

7 According to Your knowledge I am indeed not wicked, Yet there is no deliverer from Your hand.

8 ‘Your hands fashioned and made me altogether, And would You swallow me up?

9 Remember now, that You have made me as clay; And would You turn me into dust again?