Rotherham - Job - 10

10:1  My soul doth loathe my life,—I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.

10:2  I say unto GOD, Do not hold me guilty, Let me know, on what account thou contendest with me!

10:3  Is it seemly in thee, that thou shouldst oppress? that thou shouldst despise the labour of thine own hand, when, upon the counsel of the lawless, thou hast shone?

10:4  Eyes of flesh, hast thou? or, as a mortal seeth, seest thou?

10:5  As the days of a mortal, are thy days? or, thy years, as the days of a man?

10:6  That thou shouldst seek for mine iniquity, and, for my sin, shouldst make search:

10:7  Though it is, within thine own knowledge, that I would not be lawless, and, none, out of thy hand, can deliver?

10:8  Thine own hands, shaped me, and made me, all in unison round about, and yet thou hast confounded me.

10:9  Remember, I pray thee, that, as clay, thou didst make me, and, unto dust, thou wilt cause me to return.

10:10  Didst thou not, like milk, pour me forth? and, as cheese, curdle me?

10:11  With skin and flesh, clothe me? and, with bones and sinews, interweave me?

10:12  Life and lovingkindness, thou didst bestow upon me,—and, thy watchful care, preserved my breath.

10:13  Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!

10:14  If I have sinned, then couldst thou watch me, and, from mine iniquity, thou wouldst not acquit me:

10:15  If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.

10:16  When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvellous against me.

10:17  Thou renewest thy witnesses before me, and dost increase thy vexation with me, Relays—yea an army, is with me.

10:18  Wherefore then, from the womb, didst thou bring me forth? I might have breathed my last, and, no eye, have seen me.

10:19  As though I had not been, should I have become,—from the womb to the grave, might I have been borne.

10:20  Are not my days, few?—then forbear, and set me aside, that I may brighten up for a little;

10:21  Before I go, and not return, unto a land of darkness and death-shade:

10:22  A land of obscurity, like thick darkness, of death-shade and disorder, and which shineth like thick darkness.