Job Resolves to Complain Bitterly

Job 7:11-16

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that You must keep me under guard?

When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,

then You frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,

so that I would prefer strangling and death over my life in this body.

I loathe my life! I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.