8 “‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether,
yet you destroy me. 9 Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay.
Will you bring me into dust again? 10 Haven’t you poured me out like milk,
and curdled me like cheese? 11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews. 12 You have granted me life and loving kindness.
Your visitation has preserved my spirit. 13 Yet you hid these things in your heart.
I know that this is with you:
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 10:8-13
Commentary on Job 10:8-13
(Read Job 10:8-13)
Job seems to argue with God, as if he only formed and preserved him for misery. God made us, not we ourselves. How sad that those bodies should be instruments of unrighteousness, which are capable of being temples of the Holy Ghost! But the soul is the life, the soul is the man, and this is the gift of God. If we plead with ourselves as an inducement to duty, God made me and maintains me, we may plead as an argument for mercy, Thou hast made me, do thou new-make me; I am thine, save me.