ACV - Job - 17

17:1  My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.

17:2  Surely there are mockers with me, and my eye dwells upon their provocation.

17:3  Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself. Who is there that will strike hands with me?

17:4  For thou have hid their heart from understanding. Therefore thou shall not exalt them.

17:5  He who denounces his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his sons shall fail.

17:6  But he has made me a byword of the people, and they spit in my face.

17:7  My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

17:8  Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the profane.

17:9  Yet the righteous shall hold on his way. And he who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.

17:10  But as for you all, come on now again, and I shall not find a wise man among you.

17:11  My days are past. My purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

17:12  They change the night into day. The light, they say, is near to the darkness.

17:13  If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,

17:14  if I have said to corruption, Thou are my father, to the worm, My mother, and my sister,

17:15  where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

17:16  It shall go down to the bars of Sheol when once there is rest in the dust.