If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and be of good cheer,’
Job here grows more and more querulous, and does not conclude this chapter with such reverent expressions of God's wisdom and justice as he began with. Those that indulge a complaining humour know not to what indecencies, nay, to what impieties, it will hurry them. The beginning of that strife with God is as the letting forth of water; therefore leave it off before it be meddled with.
Commenting on Job 9:25-35
I am afraid of all my sorrows,.... That they would return upon him, and surround him, and overwhelm him, so that he should not be able to stand up against them, or under them; that they would increase and continue with him, and so he should never be released from them: I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent: a sudden apostrophe to God...
If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort [myself]: (u) I think not to fall into these afflictions, but my sorrows bring me to these manifold infirmities, and my conscience condemns me.