| 1 Since I have lost al taste for life, I shal give free rein to my complaining; I shal let my embittered soulspeak out. | 1 "I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
| 2 I shal say to God, 'Do not condemn me, tel me what your case is against me. | 2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; let me know why thou dost contend against me. |
| 3 Is it right for you to attack me, in contempt for what you yourself have made, thus abetting theschemes of the wicked? | 3 Does it seem good to thee to oppress, to despise the work of thy hands and favor the designs of the wicked? |
| 4 Are your eyes mere human eyes, do you see as human beings see? | 4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? Dost thou see as man sees? |
| 5 Are you mortal like human beings? do your years pass as human days pass? | 5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man's years, |
| 6 You, who enquire into my faults and investigate my sins, | 6 that thou dost seek out my iniquity and search for my sin, |
| 7 you know very wel that I am innocent, and that no one can rescue me from your grasp. | 7 although thou knowest that I am not guilty, and there is none to deliver out of thy hand? |
| 8 Your hands having shaped and created me, now you change your mind and mean to destroy me! | 8 Thy hands fashioned and made me; and now thou dost turn about and destroy me. |
| 9 Having made me, remember, as though of clay, now you mean to turn me back into dust! | 9 Remember that thou hast made me of clay; and wilt thou turn me to dust again? |
| 10 Did you not pour me out like milk, and then let me thicken like curds, | 10 Didst thou not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese? |
| 11 clothe me with skin and flesh, and weave me of bone and sinew? | 11 Thou didst clothe me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews. |
| 12 In your love you gave me life, and in your care watched over my every breath. | 12 Thou hast granted me life and steadfast love; and thy care has preserved my spirit. |
| 13 Yet, al the while, you had a secret plan: I know that you were biding your time | 13 Yet these things thou didst hide in thy heart; I know that this was thy purpose. |
| 14 to see if I should sin and then not acquit me of my faults. | 14 If I sin, thou dost mark me, and dost not acquit me of my iniquity. |
| 15 Woe to me, if I am guilty; even if I am upright, I dare not lift my head, so overwhelmed with shameand drunk with pain am I! | 15 If I am wicked, woe to me! If I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and look upon my affliction. |
| 16 Proud as a lion, you hunt me down, multiplying your exploits at my expense, | 16 And if I lift myself up, thou dost hunt me like a lion, and again work wonders against me; |
| 17 attacking me again and again, your fury against me ever increasing, your troops assailing me, waveafter wave. | 17 thou dost renew thy witnesses against me, and increase thy vexation toward me; thou dost bring fresh hosts against me. |
| 18 Why did you bring me out of the womb? I should have perished then, unseen by any eye, | 18 "Why didst thou bring me forth from the womb? Would that I had died before any eye had seen me, |
| 19 a being that had never been, to be carried from womb to grave. | 19 and were as though I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave. |
| 20 The days of my life are few enough: turn your eyes away, leave me a little joy, | 20 Are not the days of my life few? Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort |
| 21 before I go to the place of no return, to the land of darkness and shadow dark as death, | 21 before I go whence I shall not return, to the land of gloom and deep darkness, |
| 22 where dimness and disorder hold sway, and light itself is like dead of night. | 22 the land of gloom and chaos, where light is as darkness." |