Job 17

1 Job appealeth from men to God. 6 The unmerciful dealing of men with the afflicted may astonish, but not discourage the righteous. 11 His hope is not in life, but in death.

1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
breath...: or, spirit is spent
2Are there not mockers with me? and doth not my eye continue in their provocation?
continue: Heb. lodge
3Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? 4For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them . 5He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. 6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and as one before whom men spit.
aforetime: or, before them
7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
my members: or, my thoughts
8Upright men shall be appalled at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. 9The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
be...: Heb. add strength

10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. 11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
the thoughts: Heb. the possessions
12They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
short: Heb. near
13If I wait, the grave is my house: I have made my bed in the darkness. 14I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
said: Heb. cried, or, called
15And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? 16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
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