JobChapter 17

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¹"My spirit is broken.
My days are snuffed out.
The grave is waiting for me. ²Surely people who mock me are all around me.
My eyes must keep looking at their rebellion. ³Please give me the promise you ask for.
Who else will stand up to pay for me? ⁴You have closed their minds so they can't understand.
So you won't lift them up. ⁵If a man turns in his friends for money,
the eyes of his children will fail. ⁶God has made me a joke among the people.
I am a man whose face they spit in. ⁷My eyes have grown weak from sorrow.
My whole body is just a shadow. ⁸Honest people are shocked by this.
Innocent people are stirred up against the godless. ⁹Yet a righteous person holds to his path.
The one with clean hands grows stronger. ¹⁰But all of you, come back and try again.
I won't find a wise man among you. ¹¹My days are over.
My plans are broken off.
Even the wishes of my heart are gone. ¹²These men turn night into day.
They say light is near when it is dark. ¹³If I look to the grave as my home,
if I make my bed in the dark,a ¹⁴and say to the rotting pit, 'You are my father,'
and to the worm, 'My mother' or 'My sister,' ¹⁵where then is my hope?
Who can see any hope for me? ¹⁶Will my hope go down to the gates of the grave?
Will we go down into the dust together?"b