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Job 10:1 - 10:7

Job Cries Out to God

“My soul is loathed by my life;
I will abandon all restraint in myself to my complaint;
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I will say to God, ‘Do not account me as wicked;
Let me know why You contend with me.
Is it good to You that You oppress,
That You reject the labor of Your hands,
And cause the counsel of the wicked to shine forth?
Have You eyes of flesh?
Or do You see as a mortal man sees?
Are Your days as the days of a mortal man,
Or Your years as man’s years,
That You should seek for my guilt
And search after my sin?
According to Your knowledge I am indeed not wicked,
Yet there is no deliverer from Your hand.