Parallel Bible results for "Job 17"

Job 17

The Latin Vulgate VUL

1 spiritus meus adtenuabitur dies mei breviabuntur et solum mihi superest sepulchrum

2 non peccavi et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus

3 libera me et pone iuxta te et cuiusvis manus pugnet contra me

4 cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina et propterea non exaltabuntur

5 praedam pollicetur sociis et oculi filiorum eius deficient

6 posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi et exemplum sum coram eis

7 caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus et membra mea quasi in nihili redacta sunt

8 stupebunt iusti super hoc et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur

9 et tenebit iustus viam suam et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem

10 igitur vos omnes convertimini et venite et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem

11 dies mei transierunt cogitationes meae dissipatae sunt torquentes cor meum

12 noctem verterunt in diem et rursum post tenebras spero lucem

13 si sustinuero infernus domus mea est in tenebris stravi lectulum meum

14 putredini dixi pater meus es mater mea et soror mea vermibus

15 ubi est ergo nunc praestolatio mea et patientiam meam quis considerat

16 in profundissimum infernum descendent omnia mea putasne saltim ibi erit requies mihi

New International Version NIV

1 My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.

2 Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.

3 “Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?

4 You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.

5 If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.

6 “God has made me a byword to everyone, a man in whose face people spit.

7 My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.

8 The upright are appalled at this; the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.

9 Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.

10 “But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.

11 My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart

12 turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.

13 If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,

14 if I say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’

15 where then is my hope— who can see any hope for me?

16 Will it go down to the gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?”