Job Resolves to Complain Bitterly

Job 7:11-16

Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.

Am I a sea or a whalefish, that thou keepest me in warde?

When I say, My couch shall relieue me, and my bed shall bring comfort in my meditation,

Then fearest thou me with dreames, and astonishest me with visions.

Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.

I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.