Job 17
1 My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
My spirit, is broken, My days, are extinguished, Graves, are left me.
2 Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.
Verily there are mockers, with me! And, on their insults, mine eye doth rest.
3 Be pleased, now, to be responsible for me to yourself; for there is no other who will put his hand in mine.
Appoint it, I pray thee—be thou surety for me with thyself, Who is there that, on my side, can pledge himself?
4 You have kept their hearts from wisdom: for this cause you will not give them honour.
For, their heart, hast thou kept back from understanding, On this account, thou wilt not exalt them.
5 As for him who is false to his friend for a reward, light will be cut off from the eyes of his children.
He that, for a share, denounceth friends, even, the eyes of his children, shall be dim.
6 He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
But he hath set me, as the byword of peoples, And, one to be spit on in the face, do I become.
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
Therefore hath mine eye become dim from vexation, and, my members, are like a shadow, all of them.
8 The upright are surprised at this, and he who has done no wrong is troubled because of the evil-doers.
Upright men shall be astounded over this, and, the innocent, against the impious, shall rouse themselves.
9 Still the upright keeps on his way, and he who has clean hands gets new strength.
That the righteous may hold on his way, and, the clean of hands, increase in strength.
10 But come back, now, all of you, come; and I will not see a wise man among you.
But indeed, as for them all, will ye bethink yourselves and enter into it, I pray you? Or shall I not find, among you, one who is wise?
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the desires of my heart.
My days, are past, my purposes, are broken off, the possessions of my heart!
12 They are changing night into day; they say, The light is near the dark.
Night for day, they appoint, Light, is near, by reason of darkness!
If I wait for hades as my house, in darkness, have spread out my couch; (Sheol h7585)
14 If I say to the earth, You are my father; and to the worm, My mother and my sister;
To corruption, have exclaimed, My father, thou! My mother! and My sister! to the worm.
15 Where then is my hope? and who will see my desire?
Where then would be my hope? And, as for my blessedness, who should see it!
