Job 17 / 42
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(Job Continues: Where Then Is My Hope?)
"My spirit is broken; my days are extinct;
the graveyard is ready for me.
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Surely there are mockers about me,
and my eye dwells on their provocation.
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"Lay down a pledge for me with yourself;
who is there who will put up security for me?
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Since you have closed their hearts to understanding,
therefore you will not let them triumph.
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He who informs against his friends to get a share of their property--
the eyes of his children will fail.
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"He has made me a byword of the peoples,
and I am one before whom men spit.
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My eye has grown dim from vexation,
and all my members are like a shadow.
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The upright are appalled at this,
and the innocent stirs himself up against the godless.
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Yet the righteous holds to his way,
and he who has clean hands grows stronger and stronger.
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But you, come on again, all of you,
and I shall not find a wise man among you.
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My days are past; my plans are broken off,
the desires of my heart.
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They make night into day:
'The light,' they say, 'is near to the darkness.'
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If I hope for Sheol as my house,
if I make my bed in darkness,
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if I say to the pit, 'You are my father,'
and to the worm, 'My mother,' or 'My sister,'
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where then is my hope?
Who will see my hope?
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Will it go down to the bars of Sheol?
Shall we descend together into the dust?"