1 
 "My  soul  is  weary  of  my  life.I  will  give  free  course  to  my  complaint.I  will  speak  in  the  bitterness  of  my  soul.  +
2 
 I  will  tell  God,  'Do  not  condemn  me.Show  me  why  you  contend  with  me.  +
3 
 Is  it  good  to  you  that  you  should  oppress,that  you  should  despise  the  work  of  your  hands,and  smile  on  the  counsel  of  the  wicked?  +
4 
 Do  you  have  eyes  of  flesh?Or  do  you  see  as  man  sees?  +
5 
 Are  your  days  as  the  days  of  mortals,or  your  years  as  man's  years,  
6 
 that  you  inquire  after  my  iniquity,and  search  after  my  sin?  
7 
 Although  you  know  that  I  am  not  wicked,there  is  no  one  who  can  deliver  out  of  your  hand.  +
8 
 "'Your  hands  have  framed  me  and  fashioned  me  altogether,yet  you  destroy  me.  +
9 
 Remember,  I  beg  you,  that  you  have  fashioned  me  as  clay.Will  you  bring  me  into  dust  again?  +
10 
 Haven't  you  poured  me  out  like  milk,and  curdled  me  like  cheese?  +
11 
 You  have  clothed  me  with  skin  and  flesh,and  knit  me  together  with  bones  and  sinews.  +
12 
 You  have  granted  me  life  and  loving  kindness.Your  visitation  has  preserved  my  spirit.  +
13 
 Yet  you  hid  these  things  in  your  heart.I  know  that  this  is  with  you:  +
14 
 if  I  sin,  then  you  mark  me.You  will  not  acquit  me  from  my  iniquity.  +
15 
 If  I  am  wicked,  woe  to  me.If  I  am  righteous,  I  still  shall  not  lift  up  my  head,being  filled  with  disgrace,and  conscious  of  my  affliction.  +
16 
 If  my  head  is  held  high,  you  hunt  me  like  a  lion.Again  you  show  yourself  powerful  to  me.  +
17 
 You  renew  your  witnesses  against  me,and  increase  your  indignation  on  me.Changes  and  warfare  are  with  me.  +
18 
 "'Why,  then,  have  you  brought  me  out  of  the  womb?I  wish  I  had  given  up  the  spirit,  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 
 Aren't  my  days  few?Cease  then.Leave  me  alone,  that  I  may  find  a  little  comfort,  +
21 
 before  I  go  where  I  shall  not  return  from,to  the  land  of 
darkness and  of  the 
shadow of  death;  
22 
 the  land  dark  as  midnight,of  the  shadow  of  death,without  any  order,where  the 
light is  as  midnight.'"  
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Job 10:1-22. JOB'S REPLY TO BILDAD CONTINUED.
1. leave my complaint upon myself--rather, "I will give loose to my complaint" (Job 7:11).