Job 17:1-11

1 The end of my life is near. I can hardly breathe; there is nothing left for me but the grave.
2 I watch how bitterly everyone mocks me.
3 I am being honest, God. Accept my word. There is no one else to support what I say.
4 You have closed their minds to reason; don't let them triumph over me now.
5 In the old proverb someone betrays his friends for money, and his children suffer for it.
6 And now people use this proverb against me; they come and spit in my face.
7 My grief has almost made me blind; my arms and legs are as thin as shadows.
8 Those who claim to be honest are shocked, and they all condemn me as godless.
9 Those who claim to be respectable are more and more convinced they are right.
10 But if all of them came and stood before me, I would not find even one of them wise.
11 My days have passed; my plans have failed; my hope is gone.

Footnotes 1

  • [a]. someone . . . suffer for it; [or] someone entertains his friends while his children go hungry.
Scripture taken from the Good News Translation - Second Edition, Copyright 1992 by American Bible Society. Used by Permission.