Job 17

Job’s Fifth Speech, Continued 1

“My spirit is pulled down; my days are extinguished; the graveyard is for me.

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Surely mockery is with me, and my eye rests on their provocation.

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Please lay down a pledge for me with yourself; who is he who will give security for my hand?

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Indeed, you have closed their mind from understanding; therefore, you will not let them triumph.

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He denounces friends for reward, so his children’s eyes will fail.

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“And he has made me a proverb for the peoples, and I am one before whom people spit.

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And my eye has grown dim from grief, and the limbs of my body are all like a shadow.

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The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent excites himself over the godless.

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But the righteous holds on to his way, and he who has clean hands increases in strength.

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But all of you must return—please come! But I shall not find a wise person among you.

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“My days are past; my plans are broken down— even the desires of my heart.

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They make night into day, saying, ‘Light is near to darkness.’

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If I hope for Sheol as my house, if I spread my couch in the darkness,

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if I call to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ to the maggot, ‘You are my mother or my sister,’

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where then is my hope? And who will see my hope?

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Will they go down to the bars of Sheol? Or shall we descend together into the dust?”