But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O LORD, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.
Job 10:1 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition I AM weary of my life and loathe it! I will give free expression to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. American Standard Version (1901) My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Common English Bible I loathe my life; I will let loose my complaint; I will speak out of my own bitterness. Catholic Public Domain Version My soul is weary of my life. I will release my words against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My soul is weary of my life: I will let go my speech against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O LORD, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.
Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
In famine he shall redeem thee from death; And in war from the power of the sword.
Do ye imagine to reprove words? Seeing that the speeches of one that is desperate are as wind.
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
I loathe my life; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity
What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
Behold, it was for my peace that I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.
Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beseech thee, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.
And it came to pass, when the sun arose, that God prepared a sultry east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and requested for himself that he might die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live.
And if thou deal thus with me, kill me, I pray thee, out of hand, if I have found favour in thy sight; and let me not see my wretchedness.