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◄ Job 17 ►

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1“My spirit is crushed, and my life is nearly snuffed out. The grave is ready to receive me.

1My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me.

2I am surrounded by mockers. I watch how bitterly they taunt me.

2Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.

3“You must defend my innocence, O God, since no one else will stand up for me.

3Accept my pledge! Put up security for me. Who else will be my sponsor?

4You have closed their minds to understanding, but do not let them triumph.

4You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore you will not honor them.

5They betray their friends for their own advantage, so let their children faint with hunger.

5If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.

6“God has made a mockery of me among the people; they spit in my face.

6He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at.

7My eyes are swollen with weeping, and I am but a shadow of my former self.

7My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.

8The virtuous are horrified when they see me. The innocent rise up against the ungodly.

8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless.

9The righteous keep moving forward, and those with clean hands become stronger and stronger.

9Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger.

10“As for all of you, come back with a better argument, though I still won’t find a wise man among you.

10But come back and try again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you.

11My days are over. My hopes have disappeared. My heart’s desires are broken.

11My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart.

12These men say that night is day; they claim that the darkness is light.

12They turned night into day and made light seem near in the face of darkness.

13What if I go to the grave and make my bed in darkness?

13If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness,

14What if I call the grave my father, and the maggot my mother or my sister?

14and say to corruption, "You are my father," and to the maggot, "My mother" or "My sister,"

15Where then is my hope? Can anyone find it?

15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?

16No, my hope will go down with me to the grave. We will rest together in the dust!”

16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust?