1	My soul is weary# of my life; I will leave# my complaint upon myself; I will speak# in the bitterness of my soul. [weary...: or, cut off while I live]
			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? [work: Heb. labour]
			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 enquirest# 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. [Thou...: Heb. It is upon thy knowledge]
			8	Thine hands have made# me and fashioned# me together round about; yet thou dost destroy# me. [have...: Heb. took pains about me]
			9	Remember# , I beseech thee, that thou hast made# me as the clay; and wilt thou bring# me into dust again# ?
			10	Hast thou not poured me out# as milk, and curdled# me like cheese?
			11	Thou hast clothed# me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced# me with bones and sinews. [fenced: Heb. hedged]
			12	Thou hast granted# me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved# my spirit.
			13	And these things hast thou hid# in thine heart: I know# that this is with thee.
			14	If I sin# , then thou markest# me, and thou wilt not acquit# me from mine iniquity.
			15	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;
			16	For it increaseth# . Thou huntest# me as a fierce lion: and again# thou shewest thyself marvellous# upon me.
			17	Thou renewest# thy witnesses against me, and increasest# thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me. [witnesses: that is, plagues]
			18	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!
			19	I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried# from the womb to the grave.
			20	Are not my days few? cease# # # # then, and let me alone# # # # , that I may take comfort# a little,
			21	Before I go# whence I shall not return# , even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
			22	A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light# is as darkness.