Job 17
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation?
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
Lay down now [a pledge], be thou surety for me with thyself: who is he that striketh hands with me?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them].
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He that betrayeth friends for a prey — even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
And mine eye is dim by reason of grief, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly;
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
But the righteous shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall increase in strength.
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, pray come on again; and I shall not find one 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 purposes are broken off, the cherished thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness.
If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness: (Sheol h7585)
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister.
I cry to the grave, Thou art 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?
And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it?
