1 “My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.

3 Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?

4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?

5 Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,

6 that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?

7 Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

8 “‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.

9 Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

Job 10:1-9, World English Bible. Public domain.
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