Job 17
1 My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave is ready for me.
My breath is corrupt: my dayes are cut off, and the graue is readie for me.
2 Yet truly those that mock are with me, and on their offendings must my eye rest.
There are none but mockers with mee, and mine eye continueth in their bitternesse.
3 And thou, [Creator!] attend, I pray thee, be my surety with thyself: who else is there that would strike hands with me?
Lay downe nowe and put me in suretie for thee: who is hee, that will touch mine hand?
4 For thou hast concealed their heart against intelligence: therefore art thou not exalted [through them].
For thou hast hid their heart from vnderstanding: therefore shalt thou not set them vp on hie.
5 Every one of them speaketh deceptively to his friends: may also the eyes of his children fail.
For the eyes of his children shall faile, that speaketh flattery to his friends.
6 And he hath placed me here as a by-word unto nations; and I become openly as a place of abomination.
Hee hath also made mee a byword of the people, and I am as a Tabret before them.
7 Therefore is my eye dim from vexation, and my limbs are all of them like a shadow.
Mine eye therefore is dimme for griefe, and all my strength is like a shadowe.
8 Upright men must be astonished at this, and the innocent must arouse himself against the hypocrite.
The righteous shalbe astonied at this, and the innocent shalbe moued against ye hypocrite.
9 Yet will the righteous hold firmly on to his way; and he that is clean of hands will acquire additional strength.
But the righteous wil holde his way, and he whose hands are pure, shall increase his strength.
10 But all of you, do only return, and come but [to me]: and yet I shall not find among you one wise man.
All you therefore turne you, and come nowe, and I shall not finde one wise among you.
11 My days are past, my resolves are broken off, [even the thoughts]—the possessions of my heart.
My dayes are past, mine enterprises are broken, and the thoughts of mine heart
12 These would change the night into day, the light as near in the presence of darkness.—
Haue changed the nyght for the day, and the light that approched, for darkenesse.
13 When I hope for the nether world as my house; in the darkness have I spread my couch; (Sheol h7585)
Though I hope, yet the graue shall bee mine house, and I shall make my bed in the darke. (Sheol h7585)
14 When I call to corruption, Thou art my father: Thou art my mother, and my sister, to the worms.
I shall say to corruption, Thou art my father, and to the worme, Thou art my mother and my sister.
15 Ay, where is then my hope? as for my hope, who will see it [fulfilled]?
Where is then now mine hope? or who shall consider the thing, that I hoped for?
