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Old Testament · Chapter 17 of 42

Job 17

Iyov

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves {are ready} for me. {breath...: or, spirit is spent}

2{Are there} not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? {continue: Heb. lodge}

3Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who {is} he {that} will strike hands with me?

4For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt {them}.

5He that speaketh flattery to {his} friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. {aforetime: or, before them}

7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members {are} as a shadow. {my members: or, my thoughts}

8Upright {men} shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.

9The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. {be...: Heb. add strength}

10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find {one} wise {man} among you.

11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, {even} the thoughts of my heart. {the thoughts: Heb. the possessions}

12They change the night into day: the light {is} short because of darkness. {short: Heb. near}

13If I wait, the grave {is} mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

14I have said to corruption, Thou {art} my father: to the worm, {Thou art} my mother, and my sister. {said: Heb. cried, or, called}

15And where {is} now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when {our} rest together {is} in the dust.

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About Job

A righteous man loses everything and spends 37 chapters arguing with friends who explain too much and with a God who answers in questions. The hardest and most honest poem in the Bible about suffering.