Job 17
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not my eye continue in their provocation?
Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
"Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you shall not exalt them.
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and as one before whom men spit.
"But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be appalled at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
Upright men shall be astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
But as for you all, come on now again; I shall not find a wise man among you.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
They change the night into day, saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.
If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness, (Sheol h7585)
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
If I have said to corruption, 'You are my father;' to the worm, 'My mother,' and 'my sister;'
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
