Job 7:11-21 Indeed for me, I shall not keep back my mouth; I shall speak in the distress of my spirit; I shall importune in the bitterness of my soul.

CLV⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹¹ Indeed for me, I shall not keep back my mouth; I shall speak in the distress of my spirit; I shall importune in the bitterness of my soul. ¹² Am I the sea or the monster That You should place a guard over me? ¹³ For I said, My cot shall comfort me; My bed shall bear away my concern;" ¹⁴ Yet You have dismayed me with dreams, And You have frightened me with visions. ¹⁵ So my soul would choose strangling; Death is desired by my bones. ¹⁶ I reject this; I would not live for the eon; Leave off from me, for my days are vanity. ¹⁷ What is a mortal that You should make a great thing of him, Or that You should set Your heart on him? ¹⁸ Or You should note him every morning, And You should test him every moment? ¹⁹ How long shall You not heed me, Or not let me relax even until I swallow my saliva? ²⁰ I have sinned, Yet what do I contrive against You, O Preserver of mankind? Why have You established me as Your target mark, That I should become a load to You? ²¹ Why do You not bear my transgression And pass over my depravity? For now I shall lie in the soil, And You would seek me early, but I will not be there.