Job 17
1 My spirit, is broken, My days, are extinguished, Graves, are left me.
“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and 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. My eye dwells on 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?
“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
4 For, their heart, hast thou kept back from understanding, On this account, thou wilt not exalt them.
For you have hidden their heart from understanding, therefore you will 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 plunder, even the eyes of his children will 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. 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 by reason of sorrow. 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 will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir himself up against the godless.
9 That the righteous may hold on his way, and, the clean of hands, increase in strength.
Yet the righteous will hold to his way. He who has clean hands will 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 back. I will not find a wise man amongst you.
11 My days, are past, my purposes, are broken off, the possessions of my heart!
My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
12 Night for day, they appoint, Light, is near, by reason of darkness!
They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ in the presence of 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, ‘You are my father,’ and 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? As for my hope, who will see it?
