Job 7

A Contract With God

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth;

I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;

I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Am I the Sea, or the Dragon,

that you set a guard over me?

The Unwritten #32.5

When I say, 'My bed will comfort me,

my couch will ease my complaint,'

then you scare me with dreams

and terrify me with visions,

Sandman #4

 so that I would choose strangling

and death rather than this body.

I loathe my life; I would not live forever.

Let me alone, for my days are a breath.

Preacher #29

 What are human beings,

that you make so much of them,

that you set your mind on them,

visit them every morning,

test them every moment?

The Unwritten #35

 Will you not look away from me for a while,

let me alone until I swallow my spittle?

Preacher #49

If I sin, what do I do to you,

you watcher of humanity?

Why have you made me your target?

Why have I become a burden to you?

Irredeemable #17

Why do you not pardon my transgression

and take away my iniquity?

For now I shall lie in the earth;

you will seek me, but I shall not be.

Job 7:11-23 [NRSV]

Locke & Key: Clockworks #1

"Job is commended in the end because he dared to address the creator-God; his interlocutors are castigated for purporting to speak knowingly about that One."

- David B. Burrell

Deconstructing Theodicy: Why Job Has Nothing to Say to the Puzzle of Suffering

Preacher #4