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Job 10:13-17

13-17"But you never told me about this part.

I should have known that there was more to it—

That if I so much as missed a step, you'd notice and pounce,

wouldn't let me get by with a thing.

If I'm truly guilty, I'm doomed.

But if I'm innocent, it's no better—I'm still doomed.

My belly is full of bitterness.

I'm up to my ears in a swamp of affliction.

I try to make the best of it, try to brave it out,

but you're too much for me,

relentless, like a lion on the prowl.

You line up fresh witnesses against me.

You compound your anger

and pile on the grief and pain!

18-22"So why did you have me born?

I wish no one had ever laid eyes on me!

I wish I'd never lived—a stillborn,

buried without ever having breathed.

Isn't it time to call it quits on my life?

Can't you let up, and let me smile just once

Before I die and am buried,

before I'm nailed into my coffin, sealed in the ground,

And banished for good to the land of the dead,

blind in the final dark?"