Job owns here that he was full of confusion
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,
I. He complains of the hardships he was under
and then comforts himself with this, that he was in the hand of the God
that made him, and pleads that,
II. He complains again of the severity of God's dealings with him
and then comforts himself with this, that death would put an end to his
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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 wherefore
thou contendest with me.
3 Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou
shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the
counsel of the wicked?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that
can deliver out of thine hand.
Here is, I. A passionate resolution to persist in his complaint,
Being daunted with the dread of God's majesty, so that he could not
plead his cause with him, he resolves to give himself some ease by
giving vent to his resentments. He begins with vehement language:
"My soul is weary of my life, weary of this body, and impatient
to get clear of it, fallen out with life, and displeased at it, sick of
it, and longing for death." Through the weakness of grace he went
contrary to the dictates even of nature itself. We should act more like
men did we act more like saints. Faith and patience would keep us from
being weary of our lives (and cruel to them, as some read it),
even when Providence has made them most wearisome to us; for that is to
be weary of God's correction. Job, being weary of his life and having
ease no other way, resolves to complain, resolves to speak. He will not
give vent to his soul by violent hands, but he will give vent to the
bitterness of his soul by violent words. Losers think they may have
leave to speak; and unbridled passions, as well as unbridled appetites,
are apt to think it an excuse for their excursions that they cannot
help them: but what have we wisdom and grace for, but to keep the mouth
as with a bridle? Job's corruption speaks here, yet grace puts in a
1. He will complain, but he will leave his complaint upon
himself. He would not impeach God, nor charge him with
unrighteousness or unkindness; but, though he knew not particularly the
ground of God's controversy with him and the cause of action, yet, in
the general, he would suppose it to be in himself and willingly bear
all the blame.
2. He will speak, but it shall be the bitterness of his soul
that he will express, not his settled judgment. If I speak amiss, it is
not I, but sin that dwells in me, not my soul, but its
II. A humble petition to God. He will speak, but the first word shall
be a prayer, and, as I am willing to understand it, it is a good
1. That he might be delivered from the sting of his afflictions, which
is sin: "Do not condemn me; do not separate me for ever from
thee. Though I lie under the cross, let me not lie under the curse;
though I smart by the rod of a Father, let me not be cut off by the
sword of a Judge. Thou dost correct me; I will bear that as well as I
can; but O do not condemn me!" It is the comfort of those who are in
Christ Jesus that, though they are in affliction, there is no
condemnation to them,
Nay, they are chastened of the Lord that they may not be condemned
with the world,
1 Corinthians 11:32.
This therefore we should deprecate above any thing else, when we are in
affliction. "However thou art pleased to deal with me, Lord, do not
condemn me; my friends condemn me, but do not thou."
2. That he might be made acquainted with the true cause of his
afflictions, and that is sin too: Lord, show me wherefore thou
contendest with me. When God afflicts us he contends with us, and
when he contends with us there is always a reason. He is never angry
without a cause, though we are; and it is desirable to know what the
reason is, that we may repent of, mortify, and forsake the sin for
which God has a controversy with us. In enquiring it out, let
conscience have leave to do its office and to deal faithfully with us,
III. A peevish expostulation with God concerning his dealings with him.
Now he speaks in the bitterness of his soul indeed, not without some
ill-natured reflections upon the righteousness of his God.
1. He thinks it unbecoming the goodness of God, and the mercifulness of
his nature, to deal so hardly with his creature as to lay upon him more
than he can bear
Is it good unto thee that thou shouldst oppress? No, certainly
it is not; what he approves no in men
he will not do himself. "Lord, in dealing with me, thou seemest to
oppress thy subject, to despise thy workmanship, and to countenance thy
enemies. Now, Lord, what is the meaning of this? Such is thy nature
that this cannot be a pleasure to thee; and such is thy name that it
cannot be an honour to thee. Why then dealest thou thus with me?
What profit is there in my blood?" Far be it from Job to think
that God did him wrong, but he is quite at a loss how to reconcile his
providences with his justice, as good men have often been, and must
wait until the day shall declare it. Let us therefore now harbour no
hard thoughts of God, because we shall then see there was no cause for
2. He thinks it unbecoming the infinite knowledge of God to put his
prisoner thus upon the rack, as it were, by torture, to extort a
confession from him,
(1.) He is sure that God does not discover things, nor judge of them,
as men do: He has not eyes of flesh
for he is a Spirit. Eyes of flesh cannot see in the dark, but darkness
hides not from God. Eyes of flesh are but in one place at a time, and
can see but a little way; but the eyes of the Lord are in every
place, and run to and fro through the whole earth. Many
things are hidden from eyes of flesh, the most curious and piercing;
there is a path which even the vulture's eye has not seen: but
nothing is, or can be, hidden from the eye of God, to which all things
are naked and open. Eyes of flesh see the outward appearance only, and
may be imposed upon by a deceptio visus--an illusion of the
senses; but God sees every thing truly. His sight cannot be
deceived, for he tries the heart, and is a witness to the thoughts and
intents of that. Eyes of flesh discover things gradually, and, when we
gain the sight of one thing, we lose the sight of another; but God sees
every thing at one view. Eyes of flesh are soon tired, must be closed
every night but the keeper of Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps, nor
does his sight ever decay. God sees not as man sees, that is,
he does not judge as man judges, at the best secundum allegata et
probata--according to what is alleged and proved, as the thing
appears rather than as it is, and too often according to the bias of
the affections, passions, prejudices, and interest; but we are sure
that the judgment of God is according to truth, and that he knows
truth, not by information, but by his own inspection. Men discover
secret things by search, and examination of witnesses, comparing
evidence and giving conjectures upon it, wheedling or forcing the
parties concerned to confess; but God needs not any of these ways of
discovery: he sees not as man sees.
(2.) He is sure that as God is not short-sighted, like man, so he is
"Are thy days as the days of man, few and evil? Do they roll on
in succession, or are they subject to change, like the days of man? No,
by no means." Men grow wiser by experience and more knowing by daily
observation; with them truth is the daughter of time, and therefore
they must take time for their searches, and, if one experiment fail,
must try another. But it is not so with God; to him nothing is past,
nothing future, but every thing present. The days of time, by which the
life of man is measured, are nothing to the years of eternity, in which
the life of God is wrapped up.
(3.) He therefore thinks it strange that God should thus prolong his
torture, and continue him under the confinement of this affliction, and
neither bring him to a trial nor grant him a release, as if he must
take time to enquire after his iniquity and use means to
search after his sin,
Not as if Job thought that God did thus torment him that he might find
occasion against him; but his dealings with him had such an aspect,
which was dishonourable to God, and would tempt men to think him a hard
master. "Now, Lord, if thou wilt not consult my comfort, consult thy
own honour; do something for thy great name, and do not
disgrace the throne of thy glory,"
3. He thinks it looked like an abuse of his omnipotence to keep a poor
prisoner in custody, whom he knew to be innocent, only because there
was none that could deliver him out of his hand
Thou knowest that I am not wicked. He had already owned himself
a sinner, and guilty before God; but he here stands to it that he was
not wicked, not devoted to sin, not an enemy to God, not a dissembler
in his religion, that he had not wickedly departed from his God,
"But there is none that can deliver out of thy hand, and
therefore there is no remedy; I must be content to lie there, waiting
thy time, and throwing myself on thy mercy, in submission to thy
sovereign will." Here see,
(1.) What ought to quiet us under our troubles--that it is to no
purpose to contend with Omnipotence.
(2.) What will abundantly comfort us--if we are able to appeal to God,
as Job here, "Lord, thou knowest that I am not wicked. I cannot
say that l am not wanting, or I am not weak; but, through grace, I can
say, I am not wicked: thou knowest I am not, for thou knowest
I love thee."
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round
about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay;
and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me
with bones and sinews.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation
hath preserved my spirit.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that
this is with thee.
In these verses we may observe,
I. How Job eyes God as his Creator and preserver, and describes his
dependence upon him as the author and upholder of his being. This is
one of the first things we are all concerned to know and consider.
1. That God made us, he, and not our parents, who were only the
instruments of his power and providence in our production. He made
us, and not we ourselves. His hands have made and fashioned these
bodies of ours and every part of them
and they are fearfully and wonderfully made. The soul also,
which animates the body, is his gift. Job takes notice of both here.
(1.) The body is made as the clay
cast into shape, into this shape, as the clay is formed into a vessel,
according to the skill and will of the potter. We are earthen vessels,
mean in our original, and soon broken in pieces, made as the clay.
Let not therefore the thing formed say unto him that formed it,
Why hast thou made me thus? We must not be proud of our bodies,
because the matter is from the earth, yet not dishonour our bodies,
because the mould and shape are from the divine wisdom. The formation
of human bodies in the womb is described by an elegant similitude
Thou hast poured me out like milk, which is coagulated into
cheese), and by an induction of some particulars,
Though we come into the world naked, yet the body is itself both
clothed and armed. The skin and flesh are its clothing; the bones and
sinews are its armour, not offensive, but defensive. The vital parts,
the heart and lungs, are thus clothed, not to be seen--thus fenced, not
to be hurt. The admirable structure of human bodies is an illustrious
instance of the wisdom, power, and goodness of the Creator. What a
pity is it that these bodies should be instruments of unrighteousness
which are capable of being temples of the Holy Ghost!
(2.) The soul is the life, the soul is the man, and this is the gift of
God: Thou hast granted me life, breathed into me the breath of
life, without which the body would be but a worthless carcase. God is
the Father of spirits: he made us living souls, and endued us with the
power of reason; he gave us life and favour, and life is a
favour--a great favour, more than meat, more than raiment--a
distinguishing favour, a favour that puts us into a capacity of
receiving other favours. Now Job was in a better mind than he was when
he quarrelled with life as a burden, and asked, Why died I not from
the womb? Or by life and favour may be meant life and all the
comforts of life, referring to his former prosperity. Time was when he
walked in the light of the divine favour, and thought, as David, that
through that favour his mountain stood strong.
2. That God maintains us. Having lighted the lamp of life, he does not
leave it to burn upon its own stock, but continually supplies it with
fresh oil: "Thy visitation has preserved my spirit, kept me
alive, protected me from the adversaries of life, the death we are in
the midst of and the dangers we are continually exposed to, and blessed
me with all the necessary supports of life and the daily supplies it
needs and craves."
II. How he pleads this with God, and what use he makes of it. He
reminds God of it
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me. What then?
1. "Thou hast made me, and therefore thou hast a perfect knowledge
and needest not to examine me by scourging, nor to put me upon the rack
for the discovery of what is within me."
2. "Thou hast made me, as the clay, by an act of sovereignty; and wilt
thou by a like act of sovereignty unmake me again? If so, I must
3. "Wilt thou destroy the work of thy own hands?" It is a plea the
saints have often used in prayer, We are the clay and thou our
Thy hands have made me and fashioned me,
So here, Thou madest me; and wilt thou destroy me
wilt thou bring me into dust again?
"Wilt thou not pity me? Wilt thou not spare and help me, and stand by
the work of thy own hands?
Thou madest me, and knowest my strength; wilt thou then suffer me to be
pressed above measure? Was I made to be made miserable? Was I preserved
only to be reserved for these calamities?" If we plead this with
ourselves as an inducement to duty, "God made me and maintains me, and
therefore I will serve him and submit to him," we may plead it with God
as an argument for mercy: Thou hast made me, new--make me; I
am thine, save me. Job knew not how to reconcile God's former
favours and his present frowns, but concludes
"These things hast thou hidden in thy heart. Both are according
to the counsel of thy own will, and therefore undoubtedly consistent,
however they seem." When God thus strangely changes his way, though we
cannot account for it, we are bound to believe there are good reasons
for it hidden in his heart, which will be manifested shortly. It is not
with us, or in our reach, to assign the cause, but I know that this
is with thee. Known unto God are all his works.
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me
from mine iniquity.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet
will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore
see thou mine affliction;
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and
again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine
indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb?
Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have
been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that
I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land
of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow
of death, without any order, and where the light is as
Here we have,
I. Job's passionate complaints. On this harsh and unpleasant string he
harps much, in which, though he cannot be justified, he may be excused.
He complained not for nothing, as the murmuring Israelites, but had
cause to complain. If we think it looks ill in him, let it be a warning
to us to keep our temper better.
1. He complains of the strictness of God's judgment and the rigour of
his proceedings against him, and is ready to call it summum
jus--justice bordering on severity. That he took all advantages
against him: "If I sin, then thou markest me,
(1.) If I do but take one false step, misplace a word, or cast a look
awry, I shall be sure to hear of it. Conscience, thy deputy, will be
sure to upbraid me with it, and to tell me that this gripe, this twitch
of pain, is to punish me for that." If God should thus mark iniquities,
we should be undone; but we must acknowledge the contrary, that, though
we sin, God does not deal in extremity with us.
(2.) That he prosecuted those advantages to the utmost: Thou wilt
not acquit me from my iniquity. While his troubles he could not
take the comfort of his pardon, nor hear that voice of joy and
gladness; so hard is it to see love in God's heart when we see frowns
in his face and a rod in his hand.
(3.) That, whatever was his character, his case at present was very
[1.] If he be wicked, he is certainly undone in the other world: If
I be wicked, woe to me. Note, A sinful state is a woeful state.
This we should each of us believe, as Job here, with application to
ourselves: "If I be wicked, though prosperous and living in
pleasure, yet woe to me." Some especially have reason to dread double
woes if they be wicked. "I that have knowledge, that have made a great
profession of religion, that have been so often under strong
convictions, and have made so many fair promises--I that was born of
such good parents, blessed with a good education, that have lived in
good families, and long enjoyed the means of grace--if I be wicked,
woe, and a thousand woes, to me."
[2.] If he be righteous, yet he dares not lift up his
head, dares not answer as before,
He is so oppressed and overwhelmed with his troubles that he cannot
look up with any comfort or confidence. Without were fightings, within
were fears; so that, between both, he was full of confusion, not only
confusion of face for the disgrace he was brought down to and the
censures of his friends, but confusion of spirit; his mind was in a
constant hurry, and he was almost distracted,
2. He complains of the severity of the execution. God (he thought) did
not only punish him for every failure, but punish him in a high degree,
His affliction was,
(1.) Grievous, very grievous, marvellous, exceedingly marvellous. God
hunted him as a lion, as a fierce lion hunts and runs
down his prey. God was not only strange to him, but showed himself
marvellous upon him, by bringing him into uncommon troubles and so
making him prodigy, a wonder unto many. All wondered that God would
inflict and that Job could bear so much. That which made his
afflictions most grievous was that he felt God's indignation in
them; it was this that made them taste so bitter and lie so heavy. They
were God's witnesses against him, tokens of his displeasure;
this made the sores of his body wounds in his spirit.
(2.) It was growing, still growing worse and worse. This he insists
much upon; when he hoped the tide would turn, and begin to ebb, still
it flowed higher and higher. His affliction increased, and God's
indignation in the affliction. He found himself no better, no way
better. These witnesses were renewed against him, that, if one did not
reach to convict him, another might. Changes and war were
against him. If there was any change with him, it was not for the
better; still he was kept in a state of war. As long as we are here in
this world we must expect that the clouds will return after the rain,
and perhaps the sorest and sharpest trials may be reserved for the
last. God was at war with him, and it was a great change. He did not
use to be so, which aggravated the trouble and made it truly
marvellous. God usually shows himself kind to his people; if at any
time he shows himself otherwise, it is his strange work, his strange
act, and he does in it show himself marvellous.
3. He complains of his life, and that ever he was born to all this
trouble and misery
"If this was designed for my lot, why was I brought out of the
womb, and not smothered there, or stifled in the birth?" This was
the language of his passion, and it was a relapse into the same sin he
fell into before. He had just now called life a favour
yet now he calls it a burden, and quarrels with God for giving
it, or rather laying it upon him. Mr. Caryl gives this a good turn in
favour of Job. "We may charitably suppose," says he, "that what
troubled Job was that he was in a condition of life which (as he
conceived) hindered the main end of his life, which was the glorifying
of God. His harp was hung on the willow-trees, and he was quite out of
tune for praising God. Nay, he feared lest his troubles should reflect
dishonour upon God and give occasion to his enemies to blaspheme; and
therefore he wishes, O that I had given up the ghost! A godly
man reckons that he lives to no purpose if he do not live to the praise
and glory of God." If that was his meaning, it was grounded on a
mistake; for we may glorify the Lord in the fires. But this use
we may make of it, not to be over-fond of life, since the case has been
such sometimes, even with wise and good men, that they have complained
of it. Why should we dread giving up the ghost, or covet to be seen of
men, since the time may come when we may be ready to wish we had given
up the ghost and no eye had seen us? Why should we inordinately lament
the death of our children in their infancy, that are as if they had
not been, and are carried from the womb to the grave, when
perhaps we ourselves may sometimes wish it had been our own lot?
II. Job's humble requests. He prays,
1. That God would see his affliction
take cognizance of his case, and take it into his compassionate
consideration. Thus David prays
Look upon my affliction and my pain. Thus we should, in our
troubles, refer ourselves to God, and may comfort ourselves with this,
that he knows our souls in adversity.
2. That God would grant him some ease. If he could not prevail for the
removal of his trouble, yet might he not have some intermission? "Lord,
let me not be always upon the rack, always in extremity: O let me
alone, that I may take comfort a little!
Grant me some respite, some breathing-time, some little enjoyment of
myself." This he would reckon a great favour. Those that are not duly
thankful for constant ease should think how welcome one hour's ease
would be if they were in constant pain. Two things he pleads:--
(1.) That life and its light were very short: "Are not my days
Yes, certainly they are, very few. Lord, let them not be all miserable,
all in the extremity of misery. I have but a little time to live; let
me have some comfort of life while it does last." This plea fastens on
the goodness of God's nature, the consideration of which is very
comfortable to an afflicted spirit. And, if we would use this as a plea
with God for mercy ("Are not my days few? Lord, pity me"), we
should use it as a plea with ourselves, to quicken us to duty: "Are
not my days few? Then it concerns me to redeem time, to improve
opportunities, what my hand finds to do to do it with all my might,
that I may be ready for the days of eternity, which shall be many."
(2.) That death and its darkness were very near and would be very long
"Lord, give me some ease before I die," that is, "lest I die of my
pain." Thus David pleads
"Lest I sleep the sleep of death, and then it will be too late
to expect relief; for wilt thou show wonders to the dead?"
"Let me have a little comfort before I die, that I may take leave of
this world calmly, and not in such confusion as I am now in." Thus
earnest should we be for grace, and thus we should plead, "Lord, renew
me in the inward man; Lord, sanctify me before I die, for otherwise it
will never be done." See how he speaks here of the state of the dead.
[1.] It is a fixed state, whence we shall not return ever again to live
such a life as we now live,
At death we must bid a final farewell to this world. The body must then
be laid where it will lie long, and the soul adjudged to that state in
which it must be for ever. That had need be well done which is to be
done but once, and done for eternity.
[2.] It is a very melancholy state; so it appears to us. Holy souls, at
death, remove to a land of light, where there is no death; but their
bodies they leave to a land of darkness and the shadow of death.
He heaps up expressions here of the same import to show that he has as
dreadful apprehensions of death and the grave as other men naturally
have, so that it was only the extreme misery he was in that made him
wish for it. Come and let us look a little into the grave, and we shall
find, First, That there is no order there: it is without any
order, perpetual night, and no succession of day. All there lie on
the same level, and there is no distinction between prince and peasant,
but the servant is there free from his master,
No order is observed in bringing people to the grave, not the eldest
first, not the richest, not the poorest, and yet every one in his own
order, the order appointed by the God of life. Secondly, That
there is no light there. In the grave there is thick darkness, darkness
that cannot be felt indeed, yet cannot but be feared by those that
enjoy the light of life. In the grave there is no knowledge, no
comfort, no joy, no praising God, no working out our salvation, and
therefore no light. Job was so much ashamed that others should see his
sores, and so much afraid to see them himself, that the darkness of the
grave, which would hide them and huddle them up, would upon that
account be welcome to him. Darkness comes upon us; and therefore let us
walk and work while we have the light with us. The grave being a land
of darkness, it is well we are carried thither with our eyes closed,
and then it is all one. The grave is a land of darkness to man; our
friends that have gone thither we reckon removed into darkness,
But that it is not so to God will appear by this, that the dust of the
bodies of the saints, though scattered, though mingled with other dust,
will none of it be lost, for God's eye is upon every grain of it and it
shall be forth-coming in the great day.