Job 17
1 "My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.
My breath is exhausted; My days are at an end; The grave is ready for me.
2 Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
Are not revilers before me? And doth not my eye dwell upon their provocations?
3 "Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
Give a pledge, I pray thee; be thou a surety for me with thee; Who is he that will strike hands with me?
4 For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you shall not exalt them.
Behold, thou hast blinded their understanding; Therefore thou wilt not suffer them to prevail.
5 He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
He who delivereth up his friends as a prey, —The eyes of his children shall fail.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
He made me the by-word of the people; Yea, I have become their abhorrence.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
My eye therefore is dim with sorrow, And all my limbs are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
Upright men will be astonished at this, And the innocent will rouse themselves against the wicked.
9 Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.
The righteous will also hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands will gather 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, return, I pray! I find not yet among you one wise man.
11 My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
My days are at an end; My plans are broken off; Even the treasures of my heart.
12 They change the night into day, saying 'The light is near' in the presence of darkness.
Night hath become day to me; The light bordereth on darkness.
Yea, I look to the grave as my home; I have made my bed in darkness. (Sheol h7585)
14 If I have said to corruption, 'You are my father;' to the worm, 'My mother,' and 'my sister;'
I say to the pit, Thou art my father! And to the worm, My mother! and, My sister!
15 where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?
Where then is my hope? Yea, my hope, who shall see it?
