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10 “I’m sick of living.
    So I’ll talk openly about my problems.
    I’ll speak out because my spirit is bitter.
I say to God, ‘Don’t find me guilty.
    Instead, tell me what charges
    you are bringing against me.
Does it make you happy when you crush me?
    Does it please you to turn your back on what you have made?
While you do those things,
    you smile on the plans of sinful people!
You don’t have human eyes.
    You don’t see as people see.
Your days aren’t like the days of a mere human being.
    Your years aren’t even like the years of a strong man.
So you search for my mistakes.
    You look for my sin.
You already know I’m not guilty.
    No one can save me from your power.

“ ‘Your hands shaped me and made me.
    So are you going to destroy me now?
Remember, you molded me like clay.
    So are you going to turn me back into dust?
10 Didn’t you pour me out like milk?
    Didn’t you form me like cheese?
11 Didn’t you put skin and flesh on me?
    Didn’t you sew me together with bones and muscles?
12 You gave me life. You were kind to me.
    You took good care of me. You watched over me.

13 “ ‘But here’s what you hid in your heart.
    Here’s what you had on your mind.
14 If I sinned, you would be watching me.
    You wouldn’t let me go without punishing me.
15 If I were guilty, how terrible that would be for me!
    Even if I haven’t sinned,
    I can’t be proud of what I’ve done.
That’s because I’m so full of shame.
    I’m drowning in my suffering.
16 If I become proud, you hunt me down like a lion.
    You show your mighty power against me.
17 You bring new witnesses against me.
    You become more and more angry with me.
    You use your power against me again and again.

18 “ ‘Why did you bring me out of my mother’s body?
    I wish I had died before anyone saw me.
19 I wish I’d never been born!
    I wish I’d been carried straight from my mother’s body to the grave!
20 Aren’t my few days almost over?
    Leave me so I can have a moment of joy.
21 Turn away before I go to the place I can’t return from.
    It’s the land of gloom and total darkness.
22 It’s the land of darkest night
    and total darkness and disorder.
    There even the light is like darkness.’ ”

Job: I Loathe My Life

10 “I loathe my life;
    I will give free utterance to my complaint;
    I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.(A)
I will say to God, ‘Do not condemn me;
    let me know why you contend against me.(B)
Does it seem good to you to oppress,
    to despise the work of your hands
    and favor the schemes of the wicked?(C)
Do you have eyes of flesh?
    Do you see as humans see?(D)
Are your days like the days of mortals
    or your years like human years,(E)
that you seek out my iniquity
    and search for my sin,
although you know that I am not guilty,
    and there is no one to deliver out of your hand?(F)
Your hands fashioned and made me,
    and now you turn and destroy me.[a](G)
Remember that you fashioned me like clay,
    and will you turn me to dust again?(H)
10 Did you not pour me out like milk
    and curdle me like cheese?(I)
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh
    and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 You have granted me life and steadfast love,
    and your care has preserved my spirit.(J)
13 Yet these things you hid in your heart;
    I know that this was your purpose.
14 If I sin, you watch me
    and do not acquit me of my iniquity.(K)
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.(L)
16 Bold as a lion you hunt me;
    you repeat your exploits against me.(M)
17 You renew your witnesses against me
    and increase your vexation toward me;
    you bring fresh troops against me.[b](N)

18 “ ‘Why did you bring me forth from the womb?
    Would that I had died before any eye had seen me(O)
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?[c]
    Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort[d](P)
21 before I go, never to return,
    to the land of gloom and deep darkness,
22 the land of gloom[e] and chaos,
    where light is like darkness.’ ”

Footnotes

  1. 10.8 Cn Compare Gk Syr: Heb made me together all around, and you destroy me
  2. 10.17 Cn Compare Gk: Heb toward me; changes and a troop are with me
  3. 10.20 Cn Compare Gk Syr: Heb Are not my days few? Let him cease!
  4. 10.20 Heb that I may brighten up a little
  5. 10.22 Heb gloom as darkness, deep darkness

10 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?

Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,

That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.

Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.

12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.

14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;

16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.

17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.

18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!

19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.