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17 My spirit is broken.
My days are extinguished.
A graveyard(A) awaits me.
Surely mockers surround[a] me,
and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.(B)

Accept my pledge! Put up security for me.(C)
Who else will be my sponsor?[b]
You have closed their minds to understanding,
therefore you will not honour them.
If a man denounces his friends for a price,
the eyes of his children will fail.

He has made me an object of scorn to the people;
I have become a man people spit at.[c],(D)
My eyes have grown dim from grief,
and my whole body has become but a shadow.
The upright are appalled(E) at this,
and the innocent are roused against the godless.
Yet the righteous person will hold to his way,
and the one whose hands are clean(F) will grow stronger.
10 But come back and try again, all of you.[d]
I will not find a wise man among you.

11 My days have slipped by;
my plans have been ruined,
even the things dear to my heart.
12 They turned night into day
and made light seem near in the face of darkness.(G)
13 If I await Sheol as my home,
spread out my bed in darkness,
14 and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’
and to the maggot, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’(H)
15 where then is my hope?(I)
Who can see any hope for me?
16 Will it go down to the gates of Sheol,(J)
or will we descend together to the dust?

Footnotes

  1. 17:2 Lit are with
  2. 17:3 Or Who is there that will shake hands with me?
  3. 17:6 Lit become a spitting to the faces
  4. 17:10 Some Hb mss, LXX, Vg; other Hb mss read them

17 My spirit is broken;
    I am ready to give up.
My life is almost gone;
    the grave is waiting for me.
People stand around me and laugh at me.
    I watch them as they tease and insult me.

“God, give me some support.
    No one else will!
You have closed my friends’ minds,
    and they don’t understand.
    Please don’t let them win.
You know what people say:
    ‘A man neglects his own children to help his friends.’[a]
    But my friends have turned against me.
God has made my name a bad word to everyone.
    People spit in my face.
My eyes are almost blind from my grief.
    My whole body is as thin as a shadow.
Good people wonder how this could happen.
    The innocent are upset with anyone who is against God.
But those who do right will continue to do what is right.
    Those who are not guilty grow stronger and stronger.

10 “But come on, all of you, and try to prove me wrong.
    I don’t find any of you to be wise.
11 My life is passing away, and my plans are destroyed.
    My hope is gone.
12 Everything is confused—
    night is day, and evening comes when it should be dawn.

13 “I might hope for the grave to be my new home.
    I might hope to make my bed in the dark grave.
14 I might say to the grave, ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worms, ‘my mother’ or ‘my sister.’
15 But you can’t really call that hope, can you?
    Does anyone see any hope for me?
16 Will hope go down with me to the place of death?
    Will we go down into the dirt together?”

Footnotes

  1. Job 17:5 You know … friends Literally, “He promises a share to his friends and his children’s eyes go blind.”