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¹ My soul doth loathe my life, - I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.² I say unto GOD, Do not hold me guilty, Let me know, on what account thou contendest with me!³ Is it seemly in thee, that thou shouldst oppress? that thou shouldst despise the labour of thine own hand, when, upon the counsel of the lawless, thou hast shone?⁴ Eyes of flesh, hast thou? or, as a mortal seeth, seest thou?⁵ As the days of a mortal, are thy days? or, thy years, as the days of a man?⁶ That thou shouldst seek for mine iniquity, and, for my sin, shouldst make search:⁷ Though it is, within thine own knowledge, that I would not be lawless, and, none, out of thy hand, can deliver?

⁸ Thine own hands, shaped me, and made me, all in unison round about, and yet thou hast confounded me.⁹ Remember, I pray thee, that, as clay, thou didst make me, and, unto dust, thou wilt cause me to return.¹⁰ Didst thou not, like milk, pour me forth? and, as cheese, curdle me?¹¹ With skin and flesh, clothe me? and, with bones and sinews, interweave me?¹² Life and lovingkindness, thou didst bestow upon me, - and, thy watchful care, preserved my breath.¹³ Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!

¹⁴ If I have sinned, then couldst thou watch me, and, from mine iniquity, thou wouldst not acquit me:¹⁵ If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.¹⁶ When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvellous against me.¹⁷ Thou renewest thy witnesses before me, and dost increase thy vexation with me, Relays - yea an army, is with me.¹⁸ Wherefore then, from the womb, didst thou bring me forth? I might have breathed my last, and, no eye, have seen me.¹⁹ As though I had not been, should I have become, - from the womb to the grave, might I have been borne.²⁰ Are not my days, few? - then forbear, and set me aside, that I may brighten up for a little;²¹ Before I go, and not return, unto a land of darkness and death-shade:²² A land of obscurity, like thick darkness, of death-shade and disorder, and which shineth like thick darkness.