Book of Job, Chapter 17
Chapter 17 of Job
the grave is ready for me.
and my eye dwells on their provocation.
who is there that will give surety for me?
therefore thou wilt not let them triumph.
the eyes of his children will fail.
and I am one before whom men spit.
and all my members are like a shadow.
and the innocent stirs himself up against the godless.
and he that has clean hands grows stronger and stronger.
and I shall not find a wise man among you.
the desires of my heart.
‘The light,’ they say, ‘is near to the darkness.’[a]
if I spread my couch in darkness,
and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
Who will see my hope?
Shall we descend together into the dust?”FOOTNOTES
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