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Job continues to speak

17 I am very weak and I will soon die.
    Then my friends will bury me in my grave.
All around me, people are laughing at me.
    I have to watch them as they insult me.

God, please help me to become free again.
    Nobody else will pay the price to do that for me.
You have stopped my friends from thinking properly.
    So do not allow them to win the argument.
People may turn against their friends
    to get things for themselves.
If they do that, their children should become blind.
You have caused people to insult me,
    like that proverb says.
People even spit at my face.
I have cried so much that my eyes have become weak.
    My body is so thin that I am like a shadow.
Good people are upset,
    when they see what is happening to me.
They are angry with those who turn away from you.
Righteous people continue to do things that are right.
    People who do good things become stronger.

10 But you, my friends, come here!
    Try again to help me, all of you!
I will not find a wise man among you.
11 I will not live for many more days.
    I will never do the things that I wanted to do.
12 My friends say, “It is day”,
    when it is still night.
They do not know the difference between light and dark.
13 The only home that I hope to go to is my grave.
    I will lie down to sleep there in the dark.
14 I will say to the grave,
    “You are my father.”
I will say to the worms that eat me,
    “Hello, my mother. Hello, my sister.”
15 I can hope for nothing that is better than that.
    No one can find anything better for me.
16 When I go to the world of dead people,
    all my hope will have finished.
Everything that I had hoped for will lie with me in the dust.’

17 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

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

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

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

He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

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

The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

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

11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.

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

14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

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

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