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"My soul is weary of my life.I will give free course to my complaint.I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. +
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I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me.Show me why you contend with me. +
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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? +
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Do you have eyes of flesh?Or do you see as man sees? +
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Are your days as the days of mortals,or your years as man's years,
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that you inquire after my iniquity,and search after my sin?
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Although you know that I am not wicked,there is no one who can deliver out of your hand. +
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"'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether,yet you destroy me. +
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Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay.Will you bring me into dust again? +
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Haven't you poured me out like milk,and curdled me like cheese? +
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You have clothed me with skin and flesh,and knit me together with bones and sinews. +
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You have granted me life and loving kindness.Your visitation has preserved my spirit. +
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Yet you hid these things in your heart.I know that this is with you: +
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if I sin, then you mark me.You will not acquit me from my iniquity. +
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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. +
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If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion.Again you show yourself powerful to me. +
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You renew your witnesses against me,and increase your indignation on me.Changes and warfare are with me. +
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"'Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
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I should have been as though I had not been.I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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Aren't my days few?Cease then.Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort, +
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before I go where I shall not return from,to the land of
darkness and of the
shadow of death;
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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).