Book 18 Job Chapter 017


017:001	My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
017:002	Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
017:003	Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
017:004	For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
017:005	He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
017:006	He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
017:007	Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
017:008	Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
017:009	The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
017:010	But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
017:011	My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
017:012	They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
017:013	If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
017:014	I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
017:015	And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
017:016	They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.