18:010:001 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. 18:010:002 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me. 18:010:003 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? 18:010:004 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth? 18:010:005 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days, 18:010:006 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin? 18:010:007 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand. 18:010:008 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me. 18:010:009 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again? 18:010:010 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese? 18:010:011 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews. 18:010:012 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit. 18:010:013 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee. 18:010:014 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity. 18:010:015 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; 18:010:016 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me. 18:010:017 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me. 18:010:018 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! 18:010:019 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. 18:010:020 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, 18:010:021 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; 18:010:022 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness. 18:011:001 Then answered Zophar the Naamathite, and said, 18:011:002 Should not the multitude of words be answered? and should a man full of talk be justified? 18:011:003 Should thy lies make men hold their peace? and when thou mockest, shall no man make thee ashamed? 18:011:004 For thou hast said, My doctrine is pure, and I am clean in thine eyes.