Job’s Reply (continued)
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 mine 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 byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
17:7  Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
17:8  Upright men shall be astonied 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 mine 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 shall see it?
17:16  They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.