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78 lines
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# Chapter 10
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1. "My soul loathes my life;
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I will give free course to my complaint,
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I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
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2. I will say to God, 'Do not condemn me;
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Show me why You contend with me.
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3. _Does it_ seem good to You that You should oppress,
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That You should despise the work of Your hands,
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And smile on the counsel of the wicked?
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4. Do You have eyes of flesh?
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Or do You see as man sees?
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5. _Are_ Your days like the days of a mortal man?
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_Are_ Your years like the days of a mighty man,
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6. That You should seek for my iniquity
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And search out my sin,
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7. Although You know that I am not wicked,
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And _there is_ no one who can deliver from Your hand?
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8. 'Your hands have made me and fashioned me,
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An intricate unity;
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Yet You would destroy me.
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9. Remember, I pray, that You have made me like clay.
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And will You turn me into dust again?
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10. Did You not pour me out like milk,
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And curdle me like cheese,
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11. Clothe me with skin and flesh,
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And knit me together with bones and sinews?
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12. You have granted me life and favor,
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And Your care has preserved my spirit.
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13. 'And these _things_ You have hidden in Your heart;
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I know that this _was_ with You:
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14. If I sin, then You mark me,
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And will not acquit me of my iniquity.
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15. If I am wicked, woe to me;
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Even _if_ I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head.
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_I am_ full of disgrace;
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See my misery!
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16. If _my head_ is exalted,
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You hunt me like a fierce lion,
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And again You show Yourself awesome against me.
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17. You renew Your witnesses against me,
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And increase Your indignation toward me;
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Changes and war are _ever_ with me.
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18. 'Why then have You brought me out of the womb?
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Oh, that I had perished and no eye had seen me!
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19. I would have been as though I had not been.
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I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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20. Are not my days few?
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Cease! Leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort,
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21. Before I go _to the place from which_ I shall not return,
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To the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
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22. A land as dark as darkness _itself,_
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As the shadow of death, without any order,
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_Where_ even the light _is_ like darkness.' "
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