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10 »¡Ya estoy harto de esta vida!
    Por eso doy rienda suelta a mi queja;
    desahogo la amargura de mi alma.
Le he dicho a Dios: No me condenes.
    Dime qué es lo que tienes contra mí.
¿Te parece bien el oprimirme
    y despreciar la obra de tus manos
mientras te muestras complaciente
    ante los planes del malvado?
¿Son tus ojos los de un simple mortal?
    ¿Ves las cosas como las vemos nosotros?
¿Son tus días como los nuestros,
    tus años como los de un mortal,
para que andes investigando mis faltas
    y averiguándolo todo acerca de mi pecado?
¡Tú bien sabes que no soy culpable
    y que de tus manos no tengo escapatoria!

»Tú me hiciste con tus propias manos;
    tú me diste forma.
¿Vas ahora a cambiar de parecer
    y a ponerle fin a mi vida?
Recuerda que tú me modelaste, como al barro;
    ¿vas ahora a devolverme al polvo?
10 ¿No fuiste tú quien me derramó como leche,
    quien me hizo cuajar como queso?
11 Fuiste tú quien me vistió de carne y piel,
    quien me tejió con huesos y tendones.
12 Me diste vida, me favoreciste con tu amor,
    y tus cuidados me han infundido aliento.

13 »Pero una cosa mantuviste en secreto,
    y sé muy bien que la tuviste en mente:
14 Que, si yo peco, tú me vigilas
    y no pasas por alto mi pecado.
15 Si soy culpable, ¡ay de mí!
    Si soy inocente, no puedo dar la cara.
¡Lleno estoy de vergüenza,
    y consciente de mi aflicción!
16 Si me levanto, me acechas como un león
    y despliegas contra mí tu gran poder.
17 Contra mí presentas nuevos testigos,
    contra mí acrecientas tu enojo.
    ¡Una tras otra, tus tropas me atacan!

18 »¿Por qué me hiciste salir del vientre?
    ¡Quisiera haber muerto, sin que nadie me viera!
19 ¡Preferiría no haber existido,
    y haber pasado del vientre a la tumba!
20 ¿Acaso mis contados días no llegan ya a su fin?
    ¡Déjame disfrutar de un momento de alegría
21 antes de mi partida sin regreso
    a la tierra de la penumbra y de las sombras,
22 al país de la más profunda de las noches,
    al país de las sombras y del caos,
    donde aun la luz se asemeja a las tinieblas!»

Job Says to God: I Hate My Life

10 “I hate my life.
    I will freely express my complaint.
    I will speak as bitterly as I feel.
I will say to Eloah,
    ‘Don’t condemn me.
        Let me know why you are quarreling with me.
            What do you gain by mistreating me,
                by rejecting the work of your hands
                    while you favor the plans of the wicked?
Do you actually have human eyes?
    Do you see as a mortal sees?
        Are your days like a mortal’s days?
        Are your years like a human’s years?
            Is that why you look for guilt in me
                and search for sin in me?
You know I’m not guilty,
    but there is no one to rescue me from your hands.

“‘Your hands formed me and made every part of me,
    then you turned to destroy me.[a]
Please remember that you made me out of clay
    and that you will return me to the dust again.
10 Didn’t you pour me out like milk
    and curdle me like cheese?
11 Didn’t you dress me in skin and flesh
    and weave me together with bones and tendons?
12 You gave me life and mercy.
    Your watchfulness has preserved my spirit.
13 But in your heart you hid these things.
    I know this is what you did.

14 “‘If I sin, you watch me
    and will not free me from my guilt.
15 How terrible it will be for me if I’m guilty!
    Even if I’m righteous, I dare not lift up my head.
    I am filled with disgrace
        while I look on my misery.
16 Like a proud, ferocious lion you hunt me down.
    You keep working your miracles against me.[b]
17 You keep finding new witnesses against me.
    You keep increasing your anger toward me.
        You keep bringing new armies against me.

18 “‘Why did you take me out of the womb?
    I wish I had breathed my last breath
        before anyone had laid eyes on me.
19 Then it would be as if I had never existed,
    as if I had been carried from the womb to the tomb.

20 “‘Isn’t my life short enough?
    So stop this, and leave me alone.
        Let me smile a little
21 before I go away
    to a land of darkness and gloom,
22 to a dismal land of long shadows and confusion
    where light is as bright as darkness.
    I’ll never return.’”

Footnotes

  1. Job 10:8 Hebrew meaning of this line uncertain.
  2. Job 10:16 Hebrew meaning of this verse uncertain.

To Find Some Skeleton in My Closet

10 “I can’t stand my life—I hate it!
    I’m putting it all out on the table,
    all the bitterness of my life—I’m holding back nothing.”

2-7 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.

8-12 “You made me like a handcrafted piece of pottery—
    and now are you going to smash me to pieces?
Don’t you remember how beautifully you worked my clay?
    Will you reduce me now to a mud pie?
Oh, that marvel of conception as you stirred together
    semen and ovum—
What a miracle of skin and bone,
    muscle and brain!
You gave me life itself, and incredible love.
    You watched and guarded every breath I took.

13-17 “But you never told me about this part.
    I should have known that there was more to it—
That if I so much as missed a step, you’d notice and pounce,
    wouldn’t let me get by with a thing.
If I’m truly guilty, I’m doomed.
    But if I’m innocent, it’s no better—I’m still doomed.
My belly is full of bitterness.
    I’m up to my ears in a swamp of affliction.
I try to make the best of it, try to brave it out,
    but you’re too much for me,
    relentless, like a lion on the prowl.
You line up fresh witnesses against me.
    You compound your anger
    and pile on the grief and pain!

18-22 “So why did you have me born?
    I wish no one had ever laid eyes on me!
I wish I’d never lived—a stillborn,
    buried without ever having breathed.
Isn’t it time to call it quits on my life?
    Can’t you let up, and let me smile just once
Before I die and am buried,
    before I’m nailed into my coffin, sealed in the ground,
And banished for good to the land of the dead,
    blind in the final dark?”

10 “I loathe my very life;(A)
    therefore I will give free rein to my complaint
    and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.(B)
I say to God:(C) Do not declare me guilty,
    but tell me what charges(D) you have against me.(E)
Does it please you to oppress me,(F)
    to spurn the work of your hands,(G)
    while you smile on the plans of the wicked?(H)
Do you have eyes of flesh?
    Do you see as a mortal sees?(I)
Are your days like those of a mortal
    or your years like those of a strong man,(J)
that you must search out my faults
    and probe after my sin(K)
though you know that I am not guilty(L)
    and that no one can rescue me from your hand?(M)

“Your hands shaped(N) me and made me.
    Will you now turn and destroy me?(O)
Remember that you molded me like clay.(P)
    Will you now turn me to dust again?(Q)
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(R) with bones and sinews?
12 You gave me life(S) and showed me kindness,(T)
    and in your providence(U) watched over(V) my spirit.

13 “But this is what you concealed in your heart,
    and I know that this was in your mind:(W)
14 If I sinned, you would be watching me(X)
    and would not let my offense go unpunished.(Y)
15 If I am guilty(Z)—woe to me!(AA)
    Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head,(AB)
for I am full of shame
    and drowned in[a] my affliction.(AC)
16 If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion(AD)
    and again display your awesome power against me.(AE)
17 You bring new witnesses against me(AF)
    and increase your anger toward me;(AG)
    your forces come against me wave upon wave.(AH)

18 “Why then did you bring me out of the womb?(AI)
    I wish I had died before any eye saw me.(AJ)
19 If only I had never come into being,
    or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave!(AK)
20 Are not my few days(AL) almost over?(AM)
    Turn away from me(AN) so I can have a moment’s joy(AO)
21 before I go to the place of no return,(AP)
    to the land of gloom and utter darkness,(AQ)
22 to the land of deepest night,
    of utter darkness(AR) and disorder,
    where even the light is like darkness.”(AS)

Footnotes

  1. Job 10:15 Or and aware of