Job 17
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
My spirit, is broken, My days, are extinguished, Graves, are left me.
2 Surely there are mockers with me, and mine eye abideth in their provocation.
Verily there are mockers, with me! And, on their insults, mine eye doth rest.
3 Give now a pledge, be surety for me with Thyself; who else is there that will strike hands with me?
Appoint it, I pray thee—be thou surety for me with thyself, Who is there that, on my side, can pledge himself?
4 For Thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore shalt Thou not exalt them.
For, their heart, hast thou kept back from understanding, On this account, thou wilt not exalt them.
5 He that denounceth his friends for the sake of flattery, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He that, for a share, denounceth friends, even, the eyes of his children, shall be dim.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and I am become one in whose face they spit.
But he hath set me, as the byword of peoples, And, one to be spit on in the face, do I become.
7 Mine eye also is dimmed by reason of vexation, and all my members are as a shadow.
Therefore hath mine eye become dim from vexation, and, my members, are like a shadow, all of them.
8 Upright men are astonished at this, and the innocent stirreth up himself against the godless.
Upright men shall be astounded over this, and, the innocent, against the impious, shall rouse themselves.
9 Yet the righteous holdeth on his way, and he that hath clean hands waxeth stronger and stronger.
That the righteous may hold on his way, and, the clean of hands, increase in strength.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now; and I shall not find 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 thoughts of my heart.
My days, are past, my purposes, are broken off, the possessions of my heart!
12 They change the night into day; the light is short because of darkness.
Night for day, they appoint, Light, is near, by reason of darkness!
13 If I look for the nether-world as my house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness; (Sheol h7585)
If I wait for hades as my house, in darkness, have spread out my couch; (Sheol h7585)
14 If I have said to corruption: 'Thou art my father', to the worm: 'Thou art 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 as for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then would be my hope? And, as for my blessedness, who should see it!
