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10 “My soul certainly feels a loathing toward my life.+ I will give vent to my concern about myself.* I will speak in the bitterness of my soul! 2 I shall say to God,* ‘Do not pronounce me wicked. Cause me to know why it is that you are contending with me. 3 Is it good for you that you should do wrong,+ That you should reject [the product of] the hard work of your hands,*+ And that upon the counsel of wicked ones you should actually beam? 4 Do you have eyes+ of flesh, Or is it as a mortal man sees that you see?+ 5 Are your days like the days of mortal man,+ Or your years just like the days of an able-bodied man, 6 That you should try to find my error And for my sin you should keep looking?+ 7 This in spite of your own knowledge that I am not in the wrong,+ And there is no one delivering out of your own hand?+ 8 Your own hands have shaped me so that they made me+ In entirety round about, and yet you would swallow me up. 9 Remember, please, that out of clay+ you have made me And to dust you will make me return.+ 10 Did you not proceed to pour me out as milk itself And like cheese to curdle me?+ 11 With skin and flesh you proceeded to clothe me And with bones and sinews to weave me together.+ 12 Life and loving-kindness* you have worked with me;+ And your own care+ has guarded my spirit.* 13 And these things you have concealed in your heart. I well know that these things are with you. 14 If I have sinned+ and you have kept watching me And of my error you do not hold me innocent;+ 15 If I am actually in the wrong, too bad for me!+ And [if] I am actually in the right, I may not raise my head,+ Glutted with dishonor and saturated with affliction.+ 16 And [if] it acts haughtily,+ like a young lion you will hunt for me,+ And you will again show yourself marvelous in my case. 17 You will bring forth new witnesses* of yours in front of me, And you will make your vexation with me greater; Hardship after hardship is with me.* 18 So why from a womb did you bring me out?+ Could I have expired,* that not even an eye could see me, 19 There as though I had not come to be I should have become; From the belly to the burial place I should have been brought.’ 20 Are not my days few?+ Let him leave off, Let him turn his gaze from me, that I may brighten up+ a little 21 Before I go away—and I shall not come back+— To the land of darkness and deep shadow,*+ 22 To the land of obscurity like gloom, of deep shadow And disorder, where it beams no more than gloom does.”
^ “About myself,” MVg; LXX, “about him.”
^ “God.” Heb., ʼElohʹah.
^ Or, “palms.”
^ Or, “loyal love.”
^ “My spirit (breath).” Heb., ru·chiʹ; Gr., pneuʹma; Lat., spiʹri·tum.
^ “Witnesses,” MVg; LXX, “testing”; Sy, “weapons.”
^ Or, “one shift of compulsory labor after another is with me.”
^ Or, “Let me expire.”
^ Lit., “death shadow.”