22 “Only a few years will pass
    before I take the path of no return.(A)

17 My spirit(B) is broken,
    my days are cut short,(C)
    the grave awaits me.(D)
Surely mockers(E) surround me;(F)
    my eyes must dwell on their hostility.

“Give me, O God, the pledge you demand.(G)
    Who else will put up security(H) for me?(I)
You have closed their minds to understanding;(J)
    therefore you will not let them triumph.
If anyone denounces their friends for reward,(K)
    the eyes of their children will fail.(L)

“God has made me a byword(M) to everyone,(N)
    a man in whose face people spit.(O)
My eyes have grown dim with grief;(P)
    my whole frame is but a shadow.(Q)
The upright are appalled at this;
    the innocent are aroused(R) against the ungodly.
Nevertheless, the righteous(S) will hold to their ways,
    and those with clean hands(T) will grow stronger.(U)

22 A number of years will surely pass,
    and then I’ll walk a path that I won’t return.

Another lament

17 My spirit is broken,
    my days extinguished,
    the grave,[a] mine.
Surely mockers are with me,
    and my eye looks on their rebellion.
Take my guarantee.
    Who else is willing to make an agreement?
You’ve closed their mind to insight;
    therefore, you won’t be exalted.
He denounces his friends for gain,
    and his children’s eyes fail.
He makes me a popular proverb;
    I’m like spit in people’s faces.
My eye is weak from grief;
    my limbs like a shadow—all of them.
Those who do the right thing are amazed at this;
    the guiltless become troubled about the godless.
The innocent clings to his way;
    the one whose hands are clean grows stronger.

Footnotes

  1. Job 17:1 Or graves