Job, taking liberty of complaint, expostulateth with God about his afflictions.
Job 10:1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Job 10:2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why thou contendest with me. Job 10:3 [Is it] good to thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked? Job 10:4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth? Job 10:5 [Are] thy days as the days of man? [are] thy years as man's days, Job 10:6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin? Job 10:7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and [there is] none that can deliver out of thy hand. Job 10:8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me in all my parts; yet thou dost destroy me. Job 10:9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again? Job 10:10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese? Job 10:11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews. Job 10:12 Thou hast granted me life and favor, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit. Job 10:13 And these [things] hast thou hid in thy heart: I know that this [is] with thee. Job 10:14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from my iniquity. Job 10:15 If I be wicked, woe to me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou my affliction; Job 10:16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou showest thyself wonderful upon me. Job 10:17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thy indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.
He complaineth of life, and craveth a little ease before death.
Job 10:18 Why then hast thou brought me forth from the womb? O that I had expired, and no eye had seen me! Job 10:19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. Job 10:20 [Are] not my days few? cease [then], [and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, Job 10:21 Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness, and the shades of death; Job 10:22 A land of darkness, as darkness [itself]; [and] of the shades of death, without any order, and [where] the light [is] as darkness.