Job 17
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is [ready] for me.
I perish, carried away by the wind, and I seek for burial, and obtain [it] not.
2 Surely there are mockers with me, and mine eye abideth in their provocation.
Weary I intreat; and what have I done? and strangers have stolen my goods.
3 Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; who is there that will strike hands with me?
Who is this? let him join hands with me.
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them].
For thou hast hid their heart from wisdom; therefore thou shalt not exalt them.
5 He that denounceth his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He shall promise mischief to [his] companions: but [their] eyes have failed for [their] children.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and I am become an open abhorring.
But thou has made me a byword amount the nations, and I am become a scorn to them.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
For my eyes are dimmed through pain; I have been grievously beset by all.
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
Wonder has seized true men upon this; and let the just rise up against the transgressor.
9 Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.
But let the faithful hold on his own way, and let him that is pure of hands take courage.
10 But return ye, all of you, and come now: and I shall not find a wise man among you.
Howbeit, do ye all strengthen [yourselves] and come now, for I do not find truth in you.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the droughts of my heart.
My days have passed in groaning, and my heart-strings are broken.
12 They change the night into a day: the fight, [say they], is near unto the darkness.
I have turned the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
For if I remain, Hades is my habitation: and my bed has been made in darkness. (Sheol h7585)
14 If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister;
I have called upon death to be my father, and corruption [to be] my mother and sister.
15 Where then is my hope? and as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is yet my hope? or [where] shall I see my good?
