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[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 say unto God: Do not condemn me; make me know wherefore Thou contendest with me.
[3]Is it good unto Thee that Thou shouldest oppress, that Thou shouldest despise the work of Thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
[4]Hast Thou eyes of flesh? or seest Thou as man seeth?
[5]Are Thy days as the days of man, or Thy years as a man's days,
[6]That Thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin,
[7]Although Thou knowest that I shall not be condemned; and there is none that can deliver out of Thy hand?
[8]Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me together round about; yet Thou dost destroy me!
[9]Remember, I beseech Thee, that Thou hast fashioned me as clay; and wilt Thou bring me into dust again?
[10]Hast Thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
[11]Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
[12]Thou hast granted me life and favour, and Thy providence hath preserved my spirit.
[13]Yet these things Thou didst hide in Thy heart; I know that this is with Thee;
[14]If I sin, then Thou markest me, and Thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
[15]If I b wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head—being filled with ignominy and looking upon mine affliction.
[16]And if it exalt itself, Thou huntest me as a lion; and again Thou showest Thyself marvellous upon me.
[17]Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, a increasest Thine indignation upon me; host succeeding host against me.
[18]Wherefore then hast Thou brought me forth out of the womb? Would that I had perished, 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]Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
[21]Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
[22]A land of thick darkness, as darkness itself; a land of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is darkness.
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