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1 | My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon
myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
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2 | I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou
contendest with me. |
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3 | 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? |
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4 | Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth? |
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5 | Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days, |
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6 | That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after
my sin? |
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7 | Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can
deliver out of thine hand. |
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8 | Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round
about; yet thou dost destroy me. |
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9 | Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay;
and wilt thou bring me into dust again? |
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10 | Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like
cheese? |
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11 | Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me
with bones and sinews. |
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12 | Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath
preserved my spirit. |
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13 | And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that
this is with thee. |
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14 | If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me
from mine iniquity. |
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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; |
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16 | For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again
thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me. |
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17 | Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine
indignation upon me; changes and war are against me. |
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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! |
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19 | I should have been as though I had not been; I should have
been carried from the womb to the grave. |
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20 | Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may
take comfort a little, |
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21 | Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of
darkness and the shadow of death; |
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22 | A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of
death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness. |
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