Job 17

Revised Geneva Translation

17 “My spirit is broken. My days are cut off and the grave is ready for me.

² “There are none but mockers with me, and my eye must dwell on their disobedience.

³ “Lay down, now, pledge for me with Yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

⁴ “For You have hidden their heart from understanding. Therefore, You shall not exalt.

⁵ “For the eyes of his children shall fail who speaks flattery to friends.

⁶ “He has also made me a byword of the people, and I am as one spit on by them.

⁷ “My eye, therefore, is dim for grief, and all my strength like a shadow.

⁸ “The righteous shall be astonished at this. And the innocent shall be moved against the hypocrite.

⁹ “But the righteous will hold to his way. And he whose hands are pure shall increase strength.

¹⁰ “All you, therefore, return and come now. And I shall not find one wise among you.

¹¹ “My days are past. My enterprises are broken. The thoughts of my heart

¹² “have exchanged the night for the day and the light that approached for darkness.

¹³ “Though I hope, the grave shall be my house. I shall make my bed in the dark.

¹⁴ “I shall say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ to the worm, ‘You are my mother and my sister.’

¹⁵ “Where now, then, is my hope? Or who shall consider the thing for which I hoped?

¹⁶ “It shall go down into the bottom of the pit. Surely they shall lie together in the dust.”