Webster - Job - 17

17:1  My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.

17:2  [Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not my eye continue in their provocation?

17:3  Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike hands with me?

17:4  For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them].

17:5  He that speaketh flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

17:6  He hath made me also a by-word of the people; and in former time I was as a tabret.

17:7  My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shade.

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

17:9  The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

17:10  But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find [one] 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 [is] short because of darkness.

17:13  If I wait, the grave [is] my house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

17:14  I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.

17:15  And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?

17:16  They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when [our] rest together [is] in the dust.