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Job Pleads with God to Declare Him Honest

17 “My spirit is broken.
My days have been snuffed out.
The cemetery ⌞is waiting⌟ for me.
Certainly, mockers are around me.
My eyes are focused on their opposition.

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

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Job Continues: Where Then Is My Hope?

17 “My spirit is broken; my days are (A)extinct;
    (B)the graveyard is ready for me.
Surely there are mockers about me,
    and my eye dwells on their (C)provocation.

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