Job 10
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My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
3 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?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the 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 hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine 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 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;
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
18 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!
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 the shadow of death;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
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Job 10:1-22
Job Continues: A Plea to God
1“I loathe my life;
I will give free utterance to my complaint;
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say to God, Do not condemn me;
let me know why you contend against me.
3Does it seem good to you to oppress,
to despise the work of your hands
and favor the designs of the wicked?
4Have you eyes of flesh?
Do you see as man sees?
5Are your days as the days of man,
or your years as a man’s years,
6that you seek out my iniquity
and search for my sin,
7although you know that I am not guilty,
and there is none to deliver out of your hand?
8Your hands fashioned and made me,
and now you have destroyed me altogether.
9Remember that you have made me like clay;
and will you return me to the dust?
10Did you not pour me out like milk
and curdle me like cheese?
11You clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12You have granted me life and steadfast love,
and your care has preserved my spirit.
13Yet these things you hid in your heart;
I know that this was your purpose.
14If I sin, you watch me
and do not acquit me of my iniquity.
15If I am guilty, woe to me!
If I am in the right, I cannot lift up my head,
for I am filled with disgrace
and look on my affliction.
16And were my head lifted up, you would hunt me like a lion
and again work wonders against me.
17You renew your witnesses against me
and increase your vexation toward me;
you bring fresh troops against me.
18“Why did you bring me out from the womb?
Would that I had died before any eye had seen me
19and were as though I had not been,
carried from the womb to the grave.
20Are not my days few?
Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer
21before I go—and I shall not return—
to the land of darkness and deep shadow,
22the land of gloom like thick darkness,
like deep shadow without any order,
where light is as thick darkness.”
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Job 10:1-22
1“I loathe my very life;
therefore I will give free rein to my complaint
and speak out in the bitterness of my soul.
2I say to God: Do not declare me guilty,
but tell me what charges you have against me.
3Does it please you to oppress me,
to spurn the work of your hands,
while you smile on the plans of the wicked?
4Do you have eyes of flesh?
Do you see as a mortal sees?
5Are your days like those of a mortal
or your years like those of a strong man,
6that you must search out my faults
and probe after my sin—
7though you know that I am not guilty
and that no one can rescue me from your hand?
8“Your hands shaped me and made me.
Will you now turn and destroy me?
9Remember that you molded me like clay.
Will you now turn me to dust again?
10Did you not pour me out like milk
and curdle me like cheese,
11clothe me with skin and flesh
and knit me together with bones and sinews?
12You gave me life and showed me kindness,
and in your providence watched over my spirit.
13“But this is what you concealed in your heart,
and I know that this was in your mind:
14If I sinned, you would be watching me
and would not let my offense go unpunished.
15If I am guilty—woe to me!
Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head,
for I am full of shame
and drowned in my affliction.
16If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion
and again display your awesome power against me.
17You bring new witnesses against me
and increase your anger toward me;
your forces come against me wave upon wave.
18“Why then did you bring me out of the womb?
I wish I had died before any eye saw me.
19If only I had never come into being,
or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave!
20Are not my few days almost over?
Turn away from me so I can have a moment’s joy
21before I go to the place of no return,
to the land of gloom and utter darkness,
22to the land of deepest night,
of utter darkness and disorder,
where even the light is like darkness.”
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Commentary
I wish I’d died before anyone ever saw me. I wish I’d never exited my mother’s womb.
Job’s tragic lament is taken from a sufferer’s lexicon, a heart-language only those who have known unfathomable pain can articulate. The pain of loss has overwhelmed any desire for life. The multiplicity of losses has been overpowering. Incomprehensible injustice has occurred. So Job speaks out of bitter grief, a pain that demands expression through words.
Physical and emotional pain can be so intense that one can only cry out, “God, let me never wake up.” A person may not be actively suicidal and yet long for death as an escape from devastating losses.
The perception that God is undoing His own creation creates agony. “You molded me like clay. Will you now return me to dust?“ Why would God undo all He has done in my life? Why would He allow my life to be shattered into shards? The question “why” haunts every sufferer.
When pain engulfs and death beckons, whisper “Help me, Jesus” over and over. His loving embrace can help you endure one more second. Seek His heart, not His answers. Your heart needs His love more than His reasons.
Lori Engel
Chaplain (currently disabled) Eugene, Oregon USA