1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me. |
3 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? |
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth? |
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days, |
6 That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin? |
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand. |