Job 10:18
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!
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!
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19I 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,
21Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
10Because it shut not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.
11¶ Why died I not from the womb? [why] did I [not] give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?
17Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb [to be] always great [with me].
18Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants [which] never saw light.
13O that thou wouldest hide me in the grave, that thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
3Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night [in which] it was said, There is a man child conceived.
14¶ Cursed [be] the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my mother bare me be blessed.
10Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
8¶ Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9But thou [art] he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope [when I was] upon my mother's breasts.
10I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou [art] my God from my mother's belly.
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong my life?
17Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.
1¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
15So that my soul chooseth strangling, [and] death rather than my life.
16I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
15Did not he that made me in the womb make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?
10I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11I said, I shall not see the LORD, [even] the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
17Because I was not cut off before the darkness, [neither] hath he covered the darkness from my face.
15And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
8The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no [more]: thine eyes [are] upon me, and I [am] not.
3And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12[Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
20I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I [shall] not [be].
14LORD, why castest thou off my soul? [why] hidest thou thy face from me?
18He will not suffer me to take my breath, but filleth me with bitterness.
6He hath set me in dark places, as [they that be] dead of old.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
24Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
29[If] I be wicked, why then labour I in vain?
19Who [is] he [that] will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
1¶ My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
47Remember how short my time is: wherefore hast thou made all men in vain?
10Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thine hand.
5None eye pitied thee, to do any of these unto thee, to have compassion upon thee; but thou wast cast out in the open field, to the lothing of thy person, in the day that thou wast born.
3Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beseech thee, my life from me; for [it is] better for me to die than to live.
13If I wait, the grave [is] mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
10¶ Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; [yet] every one of them doth curse me.