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Job 10

Revised Standard Version w/ Apocrypha RSVA

1 "I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; let me know why thou dost contend against me.

3 Does it seem good to thee to oppress, to despise the work of thy hands and favor the designs of the wicked?

4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? Dost thou see as man sees?

5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man's years,

6 that thou dost seek out my iniquity and search for my sin,

7 although thou knowest that I am not guilty, and there is none to deliver out of thy hand?

8 Thy hands fashioned and made me; and now thou dost turn about and destroy me.

9 Remember that thou hast made me of clay; and wilt thou turn me to dust again?

10 Didst thou not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese?

11 Thou didst clothe me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

12 Thou hast granted me life and steadfast love; and thy care has preserved my spirit.

13 Yet these things thou didst hide in thy heart; I know that this was thy purpose.

14 If I sin, thou dost mark me, and dost not acquit me of my iniquity.

15 If I am wicked, woe to me! If I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and look upon my affliction.

16 And if I lift myself up, thou dost hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me;

17 thou dost renew thy witnesses against me, and increase thy vexation toward me; thou dost bring fresh hosts against me.

18 "Why didst thou bring me forth from the womb? Would that I had died before any eye had seen me,

19 and were as though I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.

20 Are not the days of my life few? Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort

21 before I go whence I shall not return, to the land of gloom and deep darkness,

22 the land of gloom and chaos, where light is as darkness."

New International Version NIV

1 “I loathe my very life; therefore I will give free rein to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I say to God: Do not declare me guilty, but tell me what charges you have against me.

3 Does it please you to oppress me, to spurn the work of your hands, while you smile on the plans of the wicked?

4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see as a mortal sees?

5 Are your days like those of a mortal or your years like those of a strong man,

6 that you must search out my faults and probe after my sin—

7 though you know that I am not guilty and that no one can rescue me from your hand?

8 “Your hands shaped me and made me. Will you now turn and destroy me?

9 Remember that you molded me like clay. Will you now turn me to dust again?

10 Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese,

11 clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews?

12 You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in your providence watched over my spirit.

13 “But this is what you concealed in your heart, and I know that this was in your mind:

14 If I sinned, you would be watching me and would not let my offense go unpunished.

15 If I am guilty—woe to me! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction.

16 If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion and again display your awesome power against me.

17 You bring new witnesses against me and increase your anger toward me; your forces come against me wave upon wave.

18 “Why then did you bring me out of the womb? I wish I had died before any eye saw me.

19 If only I had never come into being, or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave!

20 Are not my few days almost over? Turn away from me so I can have a moment’s joy

21 before I go to the place of no return, to the land of gloom and utter darkness,

22 to the land of deepest night, of utter darkness and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”