Job 10:1

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Job 10:1

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

My soul

Is weary of my life

Job 7:11

Job 19:4

Job 21:2

I will speak

Bible References

My soul

Wherefore give, to the wretched, light? Or, life, to the embittered in soul? -

Oh that my request would come! and, my hope, oh that GOD would grant!

But he saveth from the sword, out of their mouth, and, out of the hand of the strong, the needy.

I blameless? I should not know my own soul, I should despise my own life!

Oh that, in hades, thou wouldst hide me! that thou wouldst keep me secret, until the turn of thine anger, that thou wouldst set for me a fixed time, and remember me:

But if, in this way, thou art going to deal with me, slay me, I beseech thee, slay, if I have found favour in thine eyes, - and let me not see my grief,

But, he himself, went into the wilderness a day's journey, and came and sat down under a certain shrub, - and asked for his life, that he might die, and said - Enough, now, O Yahweh! take away my life, for, no better, am, I, than, my fathers.

Now, therefore, O Yahweh, take, I pray thee, my life from me, - for it were better for me, to die, than, to live.

Is weary of my life

I also, cannot restrain my mouth, - I must speak, in the anguish of my spirit, I must find utterance, in the bitterness of my soul.

And even if indeed I have erred, with myself lodgeth mine error.

Hear ye patiently my words, and let this be your consolation:

I will speak

If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.

Oh that, weighed, were my vexation, and, my engulfing ruin - into the balances, they would lift up all at once!

I also, cannot restrain my mouth, - I must speak, in the anguish of my spirit, I must find utterance, in the bitterness of my soul.

Though I do speak, unassuaged is my stinging pain, - And, if I forbear, of what am I relieved?

When I kept silence, my bones became worn out, Through my groaning all the day;

What can I say? Since he hath promised for me, Himself, will perform. I will go softly, all my years. Because of the bitterness of my soul,