There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.
I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
For I know nothing by myself; yet am I not hereby justified: but he that judgeth me is the Lord.