Job Resolves to Complain Bitterly

Job 7:11-16

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.

Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;

Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions:

So that my soul chooseth strangling, And death rather than these my bones.

I loathe my life; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.