15 If I were wicked, woe unto me! and righteous, I will not lift up my head, being [so] full of shame, and beholding mine affliction; --
Woe unto the wicked! it shall be ill [with him], because the desert of his hands shall be rendered unto him.
Whom, though I were righteous, [yet] would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge.
Since thou knowest that I am not wicked, and that there is none that delivereth out of thy hand?
If I justified myself, mine own mouth would condemn me; were I perfect, he would prove me perverse. Were I perfect, [yet] would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.
But to those that are contentious, and are disobedient to the truth, but obey unrighteousness, [there shall be] wrath and indignation, tribulation and distress, on every soul of man that works evil, both of Jew first, and of Greek;
Thus *ye* also, when ye shall have done all things that have been ordered you, say, We are unprofitable bondmen; we have done what it was our duty to do.
Remember, O Jehovah, what is come upon us; consider, and see our reproach. Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens. We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows. Our water have we to drink for money, our wood cometh unto us for a price. Our pursuers are on our necks: we are weary, we have no rest. We have given the hand to Egypt, [and] to Asshur, to be satisfied with bread. Our fathers have sinned, [and] they are not; and we bear their iniquities. Bondmen rule over us: there is no deliverer out of their hand. We have to get our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness. Our skin gloweth like an oven, because of the burning heat of the famine. They have ravished the women in Zion, the maids in the cities of Judah. Princes were hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders were not honoured. The young men have borne the mill, and the youths have stumbled under the wood. The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music. The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning. The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, for we have sinned! For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes have grown dim, Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: foxes walk over it. Thou, Jehovah, dwellest for ever; thy throne is from generation to generation. Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, dost thou forsake us so long time? Turn thou us unto thee, Jehovah, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old. Or is it that thou hast utterly rejected us? Wouldest thou be exceeding wroth against us?
And Jehovah said, I have seen assuredly the affliction of my people who are in Egypt, and their cry have I heard on account of their taskmasters; for I know their sorrows.
Thou meetest him that rejoiceth to do righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: (behold, thou wast wroth, and we have sinned:) in those is perpetuity, and we shall be saved. And we are all become as an unclean [thing], and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have carried us away;
And I said, Woe unto me! for I am undone; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, Jehovah of hosts.
RESH. See mine affliction, and deliver me; for I have not forgotten thy law.
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Commentary on Job 10 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 10
Job owns here that he was full of confusion (v. 15), and as he was so was his discourse: he knew not what to say, and perhaps sometimes scarcely knew what he said. In this chapter,
Job 10:1-7
Here is,
Job 10:8-13
In these verses we may observe,
Job 10:14-22
Here we have,