The Book of Job

 1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the ^abitterness of my soul.

 2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

 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?

 4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or ^aseest thou as man seeth?

 5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,

 6 That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

 7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.

 8 Thine hands have ^amade me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

 9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into ^adust again?

 10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

 11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast ^afenced me with bones and sinews.

 12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy ^avisitation hath preserved my spirit.

 13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.

 14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

 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;

 16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.

 17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; ^achanges and war are against me.

 18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ^aghost, and no eye had seen me!

 19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

 20 Are not my ^adays few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

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

 22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any ^aorder, and where the ^blight is as darkness.