Job 10

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

I'm exhausted, drained by my existence. I'll bear my own burdens, expressing the deep sorrow within me.

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

I'll plead with God, "Don't condemn me; help me understand why you challenge me."

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?

Does it feel right to you to oppress me, to reject the one your own hands made, and to favor the advice of the wicked?

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

Do you see with human eyes? Or perceive as a person does?

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

Do you experience time as humans do? Do your days and years pass like ours?

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

Why are you investigating my wrongdoings and scrutinizing my sins?

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

You know I'm not evil; no one can rescue me from your grasp.

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

Your hands lovingly crafted me, shaping my very being. Yet, you're tearing me apart.

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

Please remember, I beg you, you shaped me like clay; will you really return me to dust?

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

Haven't you transformed me, like milk into cheese, shaping and changing me with your hands?

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

You've wrapped me in skin and flesh, and fortified me with bones and muscles.

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

You've gifted me life and love, and your presence has saved my soul.

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

You've kept these things hidden deep within your heart; I understand that they are part of you.

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

If I sin, you mark it, and you won't acquit me of my guilt.

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;

If I am guilty, woe to me! And even if I am in the right, I can't hold my head high, for I am full of shame; please, see my affliction.

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

You relentlessly pursue me like a fierce lion, and again you display your fearsome power against me.

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

You keep bringing new witnesses against me, fueling your anger towards me. Hardships attack me like fresh troops, wave after wave.

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!

Why did you even bring me into this world? I wish I had died before anyone could see me!

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

I wish I had never existed, going straight from birth to death.

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

Aren't my days limited? Please, give me space, let me find some peace, even if it's just for a moment.

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

Before I embark on a journey from which I won't return, into the realm of darkness and death's shadow.

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

A realm shrouded in utter darkness, a place akin to death's shadow; a chaotic abyss where even the faintest light is swallowed by the dark.