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Job Laments and Prepares for Death

17 “My spirit is crushed,
    my days are over;[a]
        it’s the grave for me!
Mockers surround me;
    I cannot stop staring at their hostility all through the night.
Offer, then, some collateral on my behalf.
    Is there anyone who will be my guarantor?

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Footnotes

  1. Job 17:1 Lit. extinguished

17 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

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Job Prays for Relief

17 “My spirit is broken,
My days are extinguished,
(A)The grave is ready for me.
Are not mockers with me?
And does not my eye [a]dwell on their (B)provocation?

“Now put down a pledge for me with Yourself.
Who is he who (C)will shake hands with me?

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Footnotes

  1. Job 17:2 Lit. lodge