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ULT JOB Chapter 10

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10 My soul is weary of my life;

I will abandon my complaint upon myself;

I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 I will say to God, ‘Do not condemn me;

cause me to know for what you are accusing me.

3 Is it good to you that you will oppress me,

that you will despise the work of your hands,

but on the plans of the wicked you shine?

4 Are eyes of flesh to you?

If you see according to the seeing of a man?

5 Are your days like the days of a man?

If your years are like the days of a man,

6 that you seek for my iniquity

and for my sin you search,

7 above your knowledge that I am not wicked

and there is no one rescuing me from your hand?

8 Your hands formed me and made me entirely round about,

yet you are destroying me.

9 Remember, please, that you made me like clay,

and will you turn me into dust?

10 Have you not poured me like milk

and caused me to curdle like cheese?

11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh

and you have knit me together with bones and tendons.

12 You made life and covenant faithfulness alongside me,

and your visitation has guarded my spirit.

13 But in your heart you hid these things

(I know that this was with you):

14 If I sinned, then you would notice me,

and you would not acquit me of my iniquity.

15 If I am wicked, woe to me!

And if I am righteous,

I will not lift my head.

I am full of disgrace.

Yes, see my affliction!

16 And should it arise,

you would stalk me like a lion,

and you would return, you would distinguish yourself against me.

17 You would renew your witnesses against me

and you would increase your anger against me;

changes and an army are with me.

18 So why did you bring me out from the womb?

Would that I had expired and an eye had not seen me!

19 Would that I had been as though I had not existed!

Would that I had been brought from the womb to the grave!

20 Are my days not few?

So cease and put from me,

and let me smile a little.

21 before I go—and do not return—

to the land of darkness and deep darkness,

22 the land of obscurity

like the gloom of dark shadow

and no order,

and it shines like gloom.’”

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