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Job 10:18 King James 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!

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Notes on the Bible, by Albert Barnes, [1834]
Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth - See the notes at Job 3:11.
 
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11 Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
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 cheese?
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.
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 darkness.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.
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 shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
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 cheese?
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.
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; shew 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 days,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
4 In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also.
3 But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
21 Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
6 Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
3 He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.
6 As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
9 Which doeth great things and unsearchable; marvellous things without number:
13 For, lo, he that formeth the mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, The LORD, The God of hosts, is his name.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20 They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding it.
34 Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his fear terrify me:
17 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
33 Neither is there any daysman betwixt us, that might lay his hand upon us both.
16 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
32 Yet shall he be brought to the grave, and shall remain in the tomb.
16 For as ye have drunk upon my holy mountain, so shall all the heathen drink continually, yea, they shall drink, and they shall swallow down, and they shall be as though they had not been.
14 Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
1 I am sought of them that asked not for me; I am found of them that sought me not: I said, Behold me, behold me, unto a nation that was not called by my name.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
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!
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.