Job 10Amplified Bible, Classic Edition (AMPC)

10 I am weary of my life and loathe it! I will give free expression to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

² I will say to God, Do not condemn me [do not make me guilty]! Show me why You contend with me.

³ Does it seem good to You that You should oppress, that You should despise and reject the work of Your hands, and favor the schemes of the wicked?

⁴ Have You eyes of flesh? Do You see as man sees?

⁵ Are Your days as the days of man, are Your years as man’s [years],

⁶ That You inquire after my iniquity and search for my sin—

⁷ Although You know that I am not wicked or guilty and that there is none who can deliver me out of Your hand?

⁸ Your hands have formed me and made me. Would You turn around and destroy me?

⁹ Remember [earnestly], I beseech You, that You have fashioned me as clay [out of the same earth material, exquisitely and elaborately]. And will You bring me into dust again?

¹⁰ Have You not poured me out like milk and curdled me like cheese?

¹¹ You have clothed me with skin and flesh and have knit me together with bones and sinews.

¹² You have granted me life and favor, and Your providence has preserved my spirit.

¹³ Yet these [the present evils] have You hid in Your heart [for me since my creation]; I know that this was with You [in Your purpose and thought].

¹⁴ If I sin, then You observe me, and You will not acquit me from my iniquity and guilt.

¹⁵ If I am wicked, woe unto me! And if I am righteous, yet must I not lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and the sight of my affliction.

¹⁶ If I lift myself up, You hunt me like a lion and again show Yourself [inflicting] marvelous [trials] upon me.

¹⁷ You renew Your witnesses against me and increase Your indignation toward me; I am as if attacked by a troop time after time.

¹⁸ Why then did You bring me forth out of the womb? Would that I had perished and no eye had seen me!

¹⁹ I should have been as though I had not existed; 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 a little comfort and cheer up

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

²² The land of sunless gloom as intense darkness, [the land] of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as thick darkness.