²¹ Though I were perfect, yet would I not know my soul: I would despise my life.

¹ There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.

¹⁵ So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.

¹⁶ I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.

²¹ And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

²³ Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:

²⁴ And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

²⁶ He that trusteth in his own heart is a fool: but whoso walketh wisely, he shall be delivered.

⁹ The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?

¹⁰ I the LORD search the heart, I try the reins, even to give every man according to his ways, and according to the fruit of his doings.

⁴ For I know nothing by myself; yet am I not hereby justified: but he that judgeth me is the Lord.

²⁰ For if our heart condemn us, God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things.