Job 17

¹“My spirit has been destroyed, My days extinguished—graves are for me.

²If not—mockeries are with me. And my eye lodges in their provocations.

³Now place my pledge with You; Who is he that strikes hand with me?

⁴For You have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore You do not exalt them.

⁵For a portion he shows friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.

⁶And He set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And I am a wonder before them.

⁷And my eye is dim from sorrow, And my members—all of them—as a shadow.

⁸The upright are astonished at this, and the innocent stirs himself up against the profane.

⁹And the righteous lays hold on his way, And the clean of hands adds strength.

¹⁰But please return and come in, all of you, And I do not find a wise man among you.

¹¹My days have passed by, My plans have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!

¹²They appoint night for day, Light is near because of darkness.

¹³If I wait—Sheol is my house, In darkness I have spread out my bed.

¹⁴To corruption I have called: You are my father. To the worm: My mother and my sister.

¹⁵And where is my hope now? Indeed, my hope, who beholds it?

¹⁶You go down to the parts of Sheol, If we may rest together on the dust.”

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