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10 “My soul is weary of my life.
    I will give free course to my complaint.
    I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me.
    Show me why you contend with me.
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?
Do you have eyes of flesh?
    Or do you see as man sees?
Are your days as the days of mortals,
    or your years as man’s years,
that you inquire after my iniquity,
    and search after my sin?
Although you know that I am not wicked,
    there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

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Job: I Abhor My Life

10 “My soul loathes my life;
    I will freely give my complaint,
    I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I will say to God, Do not condemn me;
    show me why You contend with me.
Is it good for You that You should oppress,
    that You should despise the work of Your hands
    and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
Do You have eyes of flesh?
    Or do You see as man sees?
Are Your days as the days of man?
    Are Your years as the days of a mortal,
that You inquire after my iniquity
    and search after my sin?
You know that I am not wicked,
    and there is none who can deliver out of Your hand.

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