20 Are not my days few? cease then and let me alone, that I may revive a little,
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. Remember thou that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.
I loathe it; I shall not live always: let me alone, for my days are a breath. What is man, that thou makest much of him? and that thou settest thy heart upon him? And that thou visitest him every morning, triest him every moment? How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? Have I sinned, what do I unto thee, thou Observer of men? Why hast thou set me as an object of assault for thee, so that I am become a burden to myself? And why dost not thou forgive my transgression and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I lie down in the dust, and thou shalt seek me early, and I shall not be.
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Commentary on Job 10 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 10
Job owns here that he was full of confusion (v. 15), and as he was so was his discourse: he knew not what to say, and perhaps sometimes scarcely knew what he said. In this chapter,
Job 10:1-7
Here is,
Job 10:8-13
In these verses we may observe,
Job 10:14-22
Here we have,