Job 17
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Job 17
1¶ My breath is corrupt, my days are cut off, and the grave is ready for me.
2 Now there are only mockers with me, upon whose bitterness my eye continues to gaze.
3Put up now, give me surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4For with these, thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore, thou shalt not exalt them.
5He that speaks flattery to his neighbour, even the eyes of his sons shall fail.
6He has made me a byword of the peoples; and before them I have been as a tambourine.
7My eyes are dim by reason of sorrow, and all my thoughts are as a shadow.
8Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9The righteous shall hold on to his way, and he that has clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10¶ But return all of you, and come now; for I shall not find one that is wise among you.
11My days are past, my thoughts were broken off, even the purposes of my heart.
12They changed the night into day; the light is short because of the darkness.
13If I wait, Sheol is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.
14I have said to the pit, Thou art my father; to the worms, my mother, and my sister.
15And where shall my hope be now? As for my hope, who shall see it?
16They shall go down to the bars of Sheol, and together they shall rest in the dust.
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The Jubilee Bible 2000 (JUB) by Ransom Press International