Job - Chapter 17 | American Standard Version

  • 1. My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is {cf15i ready} for me.
  • 2. Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.
  • 3. Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?
  • 4. For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: Therefore shalt thou not exalt {cf15i them}.
  • 5. He that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
  • 6. But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.
  • 7. Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
  • 8. Upright men shall be astonished at this, And the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
  • 9. Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.
  • 10. But as for you all, come on now again; And I shall not find a wise man among you.
  • 11. My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.
  • 12. They change the night into day: The light, {cf15i say they}, is near unto the darkness.
  • 13. If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
  • 14. If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, {cf15i Thou art} my mother, and my sister;
  • 15. Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
  • 16. It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.
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