Summary
His pains are unbearable from the afflictions. He reasoned with God and wanted to die.
Job 10:1-19
[1]I am tired of living. Listen to my bitter complaint.
[2]Don’t condemn me, God. Tell me! What is the charge against me?
[3]Is it right for you to be so cruel? To despise what you yourself have made? And then to smile on the schemes of wicked people?
[4]Do you see things as we do?
[5]Is your life as short as ours?
[6]Then why do you track down all my sins and hunt down every fault I have?
[7]You know that I am not guilty, that no one can save me from you.
[8]Your hands formed and shaped me, and now those same hands destroy me.
[9]Remember that you made me from clay; are you going to crush me back to dust?
[10]You gave my father strength to beget me; you made me grow in my mother’s womb.
[11]You formed my body with bones and sinews and covered the bones with muscles and skin.
[12]You have given me life and constant love, and your care has kept me alive.
[13]But now I know that all that time you were secretly planning to harm me.
[14]You were watching to see if I would sin, so that you could refuse to forgive me.
[15]As soon as I sin, I’m in trouble with you, but when I do right, I get no credit. I am miserable and covered with shame.
[16]If I have any success at all, you hunt me down like a lion; to hurt me you even work miracles.
[17]You always have some witness against me; your anger towards me grows and grows; you always plan some new attack.
[18]Why, God, did you let me be born? I should have died before anyone saw me.
[19]To go from the womb straight to the grave would have been as good as never existing.