Job 17
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.
2 Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation?
3 "Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who 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 you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you shall not exalt them.
For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them].
5 He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He that betrayeth friends for a prey — even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. 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 astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly;
9 Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow 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, come on now again; I shall not find a 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 plans are broken off, as are 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, saying 'The light is near' in the presence 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 If I have said to corruption, 'You are my father;' to the worm, 'My mother,' and 'my sister;'
I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister!
15 where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it?
