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The Book of Job, Chapter 10
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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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I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou
contendest with me.
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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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Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man
seeth?
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Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's
days,
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That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest
after my sin?
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Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is
none that can deliver out of thine hand.
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Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about;
yet thou dost destroy me.
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Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and
wilt thou bring me into dust again?
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Hast thou not poured me out
as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
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Thou hast clothed me with
skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
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Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath
preserved my spirit.
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And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this
is with thee.
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If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from
mine iniquity.
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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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For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion:
and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
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Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine
indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
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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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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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Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may
take comfort a little,
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Before I go whence I shall not return,
even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
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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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