Job 17
1 I perish, carried away by the wind, and I seek for burial, and obtain [it] not.
Spirit my it is broken days my they are extinguished grave [belong] to me.
2 Weary I entreat; and what have I done? and strangers have stolen my goods.
Not mockeries [are] with me and on rebelling they may it dwell eye my.
3 Who is this? let him join hands with me.
Make! please stand surety for me with yourself who? that to hand my will he strike himself.
4 For you have hid their heart from wisdom; therefore you shall not exalt them.
For heart their you have kept from understanding there-fore not you will exalt [them].
5 He shall promise mischief to [his] companions: but [their] eyes have failed for [their] children.
For a share he tells friends and [the] eyes of children his they will fail.
6 But you has made me a byword amount the nations, and I am become a scorn to them.
And he has set me to use a proverb peoples and a spitting to [the] face I am.
7 For my eyes are dimmed through pain; I have been grievously beset by all.
And it has grown dim from grief eye my and members my [are] like shadow all of them.
8 Wonder has seized true men upon this; and let the just rise up against the transgressor.
They are appalled upright [people] on this and [the] innocent on [the] godless he will rouse himself.
9 But let the faithful hold on his own way, and let him that is pure of hands take courage.
And he may hold [the] righteous way his and [the] clean of hands he will increase strength.
10 Howbeit, do you all strengthen [yourselves] and come now, for I do not find truth in you.
And but all of them you will return and come please and not I will find among you a wise [person].
11 My days have passed in groaning, and my heart-strings are broken.
Days my they have passed plans my they have been torn apart [the] wishes of heart my.
12 I have turned the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
Night into day they make light [is] near from before darkness.
If I will hope for Sheol home my in the darkness I have spread out beds my. (Sheol h7585)
14 I have called upon death to be my father, and corruption [to be] my mother and sister.
To the pit I have called out [are] father my you O mother my and sister my to the maggot.
15 Where then is yet my hope? or [where] shall I see my good?
And where? then [is] hope my and hope my who? will he observe it.
