Job 17
1 Spirit my it is broken days my they are extinguished grave [belong] to me.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Not mockeries [are] with me and on rebelling they may it dwell eye my.
Are there not mockers with me? and does not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3 Make! please stand surety for me with yourself who? that to hand my will he strike himself.
Lay down now, put me in a guarantor with you; who is he that will shake hands with me?
4 For heart their you have kept from understanding there-fore not you will exalt [them].
For you have hid their heart from understanding: therefore shall you not exalt them.
5 For a share he tells friends and [the] eyes of children his they will fail.
He that speaks flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 And he has set me to use a proverb peoples and a spitting to [the] face I am.
He has made me also a byword of the people; and in old times I was as a timbrel.
7 And it has grown dim from grief eye my and members my [are] like shadow all of them.
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 They are appalled upright [people] on this and [the] innocent on [the] godless he will rouse himself.
Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9 And he may hold [the] righteous way his and [the] clean of hands he will increase strength.
The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that has clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10 And but all of them you will return and come please and not I will find among you a wise [person].
But as for you all, do all of you return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11 Days my they have passed plans my they have been torn apart [the] wishes of heart my.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12 Night into day they make light [is] near from before darkness.
They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. (Sheol h7585)
14 To the pit I have called out [are] father my you O mother my and sister my to the maggot.
I have said to corruption, You are my father: to the worm, You are my mother, and my sister.
15 And where? then [is] hope my and hope my who? will he observe it.
And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
