Job
King James Version (KJV)
JOB 10 Parallel KJV
and 1611 King James Version
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KING JAMES VERSION (KJV)
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 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.
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy 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.
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.
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.
1 My soule is weary of my life, I will leaue my complaint vpon my selfe; I will speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
2 I will say vnto God, Doe not condemne mee; shewe me wherefore thou contendest with me.
3 Is it good vnto thee, that thou shouldest oppresse? that thou shouldest despise the worke of thine hands? and shine vpon the counsell of the wicked?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are thy dayes as the dayes of man? are thy yeeres as mans dayes,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquitie, and searchest after my sinne?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliuer out of thine hand.
8 Thine hands haue made me and fashioned me together round about yet thou doest destroy me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
10 Hast thou not powred me out as milke, and cruddled me like cheese?
11 Thou hast cloathed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinewes.
12 Thou hast granted me life and fauour, and thy visitation hath preserued my spirit.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart; I know that this is with thee.
14 If I sinne, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquite me from mine iniquitie.
15 If I be wicked, woe vnto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift vp my head: I am full of confusion, therefore see thou mine affliction:
16 For it increaseth: thou huntest me as a fierce Lion: and againe thou shewest thy selfe marueilous vpon me.
17 Thou renuest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation vpon me; Changes and warre are against me.
18 Wherfore then hast thou brought me forth out of the wombe? Oh that I had giuen vp the ghost, and no eye had seene me!
19 I should haue bene as though I had not bene, I should haue bene caried from the wombe to the graue.
20 Are not my dayes few? cease then, and let me alone that I may take comfort a litle,
21 Before I goe whence I shall not returne, euen to the land of darknes and the shadow of death,
22 A land of darknes, as darknes it selfe, and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkenes.