Job 17 · Clearspring

Job Prepares for Death

¹“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me.+ ²Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.+ ³Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. Who else will be my guarantor?+ ⁴You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore You will not exalt them.+ ⁵If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.+ ⁶He has made me a byword among the people, a man in whose face they spit.+ ⁷My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow.+ ⁸The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are stirred against the godless.+ ⁹Yet a righteous one holds to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger.+ ¹⁰But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you.+ ¹¹My days have passed; my plans are broken off — even the desires of my heart.+ ¹²They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness.+ ¹³If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,+ ¹⁴and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’+ ¹⁵where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?+ ¹⁶Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we go down together into the dust?”+

Job Prepares for Death

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