Job Resolves to Complain Bitterly

Job 7:11-16

"Therefore I will not restrain my mouth but will speak in my anguish of spirit and complain in my bitterness of soul.

Am I the sea, or some sea monster, that you put a guard over me?

When I think that my bed will comfort me, that my couch will relieve my complaint,

then you terrify me with dreams and frighten me with visions.

I would rather be strangled; death would be better than these bones of mine.

I hate it! I won't live forever, so leave me alone, for my life means nothing.