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22 For soon I must go down that road
    from which I will never return.

Job Continues to Defend His Innocence

17 “My spirit is crushed,
    and my life is nearly snuffed out.
    The grave is ready to receive me.
I am surrounded by mockers.
    I watch how bitterly they taunt me.

“You must defend my innocence, O God,
    since no one else will stand up for me.
You have closed their minds to understanding,
    but do not let them triumph.
They betray their friends for their own advantage,
    so let their children faint with hunger.

“God has made a mockery of me among the people;
    they spit in my face.
My eyes are swollen with weeping,
    and I am but a shadow of my former self.
The virtuous are horrified when they see me.
    The innocent rise up against the ungodly.
The righteous keep moving forward,
    and those with clean hands become stronger and stronger.

22 For all too soon I must go down that road from which I shall never return.

17 “I am sick and near to death; the grave is ready to receive me. I am surrounded by mockers. I see them everywhere. 3-4 Will no one anywhere confirm my innocence? But you, O God, have kept them back from understanding this. Oh, do not let them triumph. If they accept bribes to denounce their friends, their children shall go blind.

“He has made me a mockery among the people; they spit in my face. My eyes are dim with weeping and I am but a shadow of my former self. Fair-minded men are astonished when they see me.

“Yet, finally, the innocent shall come out on top, above the godless; the righteous shall move onward and forward; those with pure hearts shall become stronger and stronger.