Job 7:11-21

11Therefore I will not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. 12Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, that thou settest a watch over me? 13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint; 14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions; 15So that my soul chooseth strangling, death, rather than my bones. 16I loathe it; I shall not live always: let me alone, for my days are a breath. 17What is man, that thou makest much of him? and that thou settest thy heart upon him? 18And that thou visitest him every morning, triest him every moment? 19How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle? 20Have I sinned, what do I unto thee, thou Observer of men? Why hast thou set me as an object of assault for thee, so that I am become a burden to myself? 21And why dost not thou forgive my transgression and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I lie down in the dust, and thou shalt seek me early, and I shall not be.