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Job 17

1 My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened and only the grave remaineth for me.

1 "My spirit is broken, my days used up, my grave dug and waiting.

2 I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.

2 See how these mockers close in on me? How long do I have to put up with their insolence?

3 Deliver me, O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man’s hand fight against me.

3 "O God, pledge your support for me. Give it to me in writing, with your signature. You're the only one who can do it!

4 Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.

4 These people are so useless! You know firsthand how stupid they can be. You wouldn't let them have the last word, would you?

5 He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.

5 Those who betray their own friends leave a legacy of abuse to their children.

6 He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.

6 "God, you've made me the talk of the town - people spit in my face;

7 My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.

7 I can hardly see from crying so much; I'm nothing but skin and bones.

8 The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.

8 Decent people can't believe what they're seeing; the good-hearted wake up and insist I've given up on God.

9 And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

9 "But principled people hold tight, keep a firm grip on life, sure that their clean, pure hands will get stronger and stronger!

10 Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.

10 "Maybe you'd all like to start over, to try it again, the bunch of you. So far I haven't come across one scrap of wisdom in anything you've said.

11 My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.

11 My life's about over. All my plans are smashed, all my hopes are snuffed out -

12 They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.

12 My hope that night would turn into day, my hope that dawn was about to break.

13 If I wait hell is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness.

13 If all I have to look forward to is a home in the graveyard, if my only hope for comfort is a well-built coffin,

14 I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.

14 If a family reunion means going six feet under, and the only family that shows up is worms,

15 Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?

15 Do you call that hope? Who on earth could find any hope in that?

16 All that I have shall go down into the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there at least I shall have rest?

16 No. If hope and I are to be buried together, I suppose you'll all come to the double funeral!"

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