Job 17
1 My spirit, is broken, My days, are extinguished, Graves, are left me.
My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
2 Verily there are mockers, with me! And, on their insults, mine eye doth rest.
Surely there are mockers with me, and my eye dwells upon their provocation.
3 Appoint it, I pray thee—be thou surety for me with thyself, Who is there that, on my side, can pledge himself?
Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself. Who is there that will strike hands with me?
4 For, their heart, hast thou kept back from understanding, On this account, thou wilt not exalt them.
For thou have hid their heart from understanding. Therefore thou shall not exalt them.
5 He that, for a share, denounceth friends, even, the eyes of his children, shall be dim.
He who denounces his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his sons shall fail.
6 But he hath set me, as the byword of peoples, And, one to be spit on in the face, do I become.
But he has made me a byword of the people, and they spit in my face.
7 Therefore hath mine eye become dim from vexation, and, my members, are like a shadow, all of them.
My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be astounded over this, and, the innocent, against the impious, shall rouse themselves.
Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the profane.
9 That the righteous may hold on his way, and, the clean of hands, increase in strength.
Yet the righteous shall hold on his way. And he who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.
10 But indeed, as for them all, will ye bethink yourselves and enter into it, I pray you? Or shall I not find, among you, one who is wise?
But as for you all, come on now again, and I shall not find a wise man among you.
11 My days, are past, my purposes, are broken off, the possessions of my heart!
My days are past. My purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12 Night for day, they appoint, Light, is near, by reason of darkness!
They change the night into day. The light, they say, is near to the darkness.
If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness, (Sheol h7585)
14 To corruption, have exclaimed, My father, thou! My mother! and My sister! to the worm.
if I have said to corruption, Thou are my father, to the worm, My mother, and my sister,
15 Where then would be my hope? And, as for my blessedness, who should see it!
where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
