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I loathe my life. I don't want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.

If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, So that I am a burden to myself?

Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."

If you were pure and upright, Surely now he would awaken for you, And make the habitation of your righteousness prosperous.

(For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days on earth are a shadow.)

For he breaks me with a tempest, Multiplies my wounds without cause.

For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment.

Then I would speak, and not fear him, For I am not so in myself.

For you say, 'My doctrine is pure, I am clean in your eyes.'

That he would show you the secrets of wisdom! For true wisdom has two sides. Know therefore that God exacts of you less than your iniquity deserves.

For he knows false men. He sees iniquity also, even though he doesn't consider it.

For you shall forget your misery; You shall remember it as waters that are passed away,

In the thought of him who is at ease there is contempt for misfortune, It is ready for them whose foot slips.

Will you speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him?

Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?

Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.

Why hide you your face, And hold me for your enemy?

For you write bitter things against me, And make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:

"For there is hope for a tree, If it is cut down, that it will sprout again, That the tender branch of it will not cease.

For your iniquity teaches your mouth, And you choose the language of the crafty.