Job: I Would Plead with God
1“My ⚓soul loathes my life;
I will give free course to my complaint,
⚓I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say to God, ‘Do not condemn me;
Show me why You contend with me.
3Does it seem good to You that You should oppress,
That You should despise the work of Your hands,
And smile on the counsel of the wicked?
4Do You have eyes of flesh?
Or ⚓do You see as man sees?
5Are Your days like the days of a mortal man?
Are Your years like the days of a mighty man,
6That You should seek for my iniquity
And search out my sin,
7Although You know that I am not wicked,
And there is no one who can deliver from Your hand?
8‘Your⚓ hands have made me and fashioned me,
An intricate unity;
Yet You would ⚓destroy me.
9Remember, I pray, ⚓that You have made me like clay.
And will You turn me into dust again?
10⚓Did You not pour me out like milk,
And curdle me like cheese,
11Clothe me with skin and flesh,
And knit me together with bones and sinews?
12You have granted me life and favor,
And Your care has preserved my spirit.
13‘And these things You have hidden in Your heart;
I know that this was with You:
14If I sin, then ⚓You mark me,
And will not acquit me of my iniquity.
15If I am wicked, ⚓woe to me;
⚓Even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head.
I am full of disgrace;
⚓See my misery!
16If my head is exalted,
⚓You hunt me like a fierce lion,
And again You show Yourself awesome against me.
17You renew Your witnesses against me,
And increase Your indignation toward me;
Changes and war are ever with me.
18‘Why⚓ then have You brought me out of the womb?
Oh, that I had perished and no eye had seen me!
19I would have been as though I had not been.
I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20⚓Are not my days few?
Cease! ⚓Leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort,
21Before I go to the place from which I shall not return,
⚓To the land of darkness ⚓and the shadow of death,
22A land as dark as darkness itself,
As the shadow of death, without any order,
Where even the light is like darkness.’ ”