book_id: JOB

book: Job

text: My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.


text: I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.


text: Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?


text: Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?


text: Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,


text: That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?


text: Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.


text: Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.


text: Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?


text: Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?


text: Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.


text: Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.


text: And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.


text: If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.


text: If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;


text: For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.


text: Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.


text: Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!


text: I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.


text: Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,


text: Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;


text: A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.