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◄ Job 17 ►

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1“My spirit is broken, My days are extinguished, The grave is ready for me.

1"My spirit is crushed, my days are over; it's the grave for me!

2Are not mockers with me? And does not my eye dwell on their provocation?

2Mockers surround me; I cannot stop staring at their hostility all through the night.

3“Now put down a pledge for me with Yourself. Who is he who will shake hands with me?

3Offer, then, some collateral on my behalf. Is there anyone who will be my guarantor?

4For You have hidden their heart from understanding; Therefore You will not exalt them.

4"Because you're the one who closed their hearts to compassion; therefore, you won't let them triumph.

5He who speaks flattery to his friends, Even the eyes of his children will fail.

5Now as for the one who testifies against his friends to take their property, even the eyes of his children will fail.

6“But He has made me a byword of the people, And I have become one in whose face men spit.

6"He has made me a byword among people; I'm being spit on in the face.

7My eye has also grown dim because of sorrow, And all my members are like shadows.

7My eyes have grown weak from grief; and my whole body is as thin as a shadow.

8Upright men are astonished at this, And the innocent stirs himself up against the hypocrite.

8The upright are appalled over this, and the innocent person is troubled by the godless.

9Yet the righteous will hold to his way, And he who has clean hands will be stronger and stronger.

9But the righteous person will hold to his way, and those with clean hands will grow stronger and stronger."

10“But please, come back again, all of you, For I shall not find one wise man among you.

10"Come here now, all of you, and I won't find a wise person among you.

11My days are past, My purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.

11My days are passed; my plans have been shattered; along with my heart's desires.

12They change the night into day; ‘The light is near,’ they say, in the face of darkness.

12They have transformed night into day— 'The light,' they say, 'is about to become dark.'

13If I wait for the grave as my house, If I make my bed in the darkness,

13"If my hope were that my house is the afterlife itself, if I were to make my bed in darkness,

14If I say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ And to the worm, ‘You are my mother and my sister,’

14if I call out to the Pit, 'You're my father!' or say to the worm, 'My mother!' or 'My sister!'

15Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who can see it?

15where would my hope be? "And speaking of my hope, who would notice it?

16Will they go down to the gates of Sheol? Shall we have rest together in the dust?”

16Will it go down to the bars that lock the doors of the afterlife? Will we descend together into the dust?"