1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; show me why you contend with me.
3 Is it good unto you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile upon the counsel of the wicked?
4 Have you eyes of flesh? or see you as man sees?
5 Are your days as the days of man? are your years as man's days,
6 That you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?