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¹I am weary of my life; I will give free expression to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

²I will say to God, 'Do not merely condemn me; show me why you accuse me.

³Is it good to you that you should oppress me, to despise the work of your hands while you smile on the plans of the wicked?

⁴Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see like a man sees?

⁵Are your days like the days of mankind or your years like the years of people,

⁶that you inquire after my iniquity and search after my sin,

⁷although you know I am not guilty and there is no one who can rescue me from your hand?

⁸Your hands have framed and fashioned me together round about, yet you are destroying me.

⁹Call to mind, I beg you, that you have fashioned me like clay; will you bring me into dust again?

¹⁰Have you not poured me out like milk and curdled me like cheese?

¹¹You have clothed me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews.

¹²You have granted me life and covenant faithfulness; your help has guarded my spirit.

¹³Yet these things you hid in your heart— I know that this is what you were thinking:

¹⁴that if I sinned, you would notice it; you would not acquit me of my iniquity.

¹⁵If I have acted wickedly, woe to me; and even if I acted righteously, I could not lift up my head, since I am filled with disgrace— see my affliction!

¹⁶If my head were lifted up, you would stalk me like a lion; and again you would show yourself with marvellous acts of power against me.

¹⁷You bring new witnesses against me and increase your anger against me; you attack me with fresh armies.

¹⁸Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up my spirit and that no eye had ever seen me.

¹⁹I would have been as though I had never existed; I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.

²⁰Are not my days only a few? Stop then, let me alone, so that I may have a little rest

²¹before I go from where I will not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,

²²the land that is as dark as midnight, the land of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is like midnight.'”