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.

“Lay down a pledge for me with you;
    who is there who will put up (D)security for me?
Since you have closed their hearts to understanding,
    therefore you will not let them triumph.
He who informs against his friends to get a share of their property—
    the (E)eyes of his children will fail.

“He has made me (F)a byword of the peoples,
    and I am one before whom men spit.
My (G)eye has grown dim from vexation,
    and all my members are like (H)a shadow.
The upright are (I)appalled at this,
    and the innocent stirs himself up against the godless.
Yet the righteous holds to his way,
    and he who has (J)clean hands grows stronger and stronger.
10 But you, (K)come on again, all of you,
    and I shall not find a wise man among you.
11 My (L)days are past; my plans are broken off,
    the desires of my heart.
12 They (M)make night into day:
    ‘The light,’ they say, ‘is near to the darkness.’[a]
13 If I hope for (N)Sheol as (O)my house,
    if I make my bed in darkness,
14 if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
15 where then is my hope?
    Who will see my hope?
16 Will it go down to the bars of (P)Sheol?
    Shall we (Q)descend together (R)into the dust?”[b]

Footnotes

  1. Job 17:12 The meaning of the Hebrew is uncertain
  2. Job 17:16 Or Will they go down to the bars of Sheol? Is rest to be found together in the dust?

17 MI ALIENTO está corrompido, acórtanse mis días, Y me está aparejado el sepulcro.

No hay conmigo sino escarnecedores, En cuya acrimonia se detienen mis ojos.

Pon ahora, dame fianza para litigar contigo: ¿Quién tocará ahora mi mano?

Porque á éstos has tú escondido su corazón de inteligencia: Por tanto, no los ensalzarás.

El que denuncia lisonjas á sus prójimos, Los ojos de sus hijos desfallezcan.

El me ha puesto por parábola de pueblos, Y delante de ellos he sido como tamboril.

Y mis ojos se oscurecieron de desabrimiento, Y mis pensamientos todos son como sombra.

Los rectos se maravillarán de esto, Y el inocente se levantará contra el hipócrita.

No obstante, proseguirá el justo su camino, Y el limpio de manos aumentará la fuerza.

10 Mas volved todos vosotros, y venid ahora, Que no hallaré entre vosotros sabio.

11 Pasáronse mis días, fueron arrancados mis pensamientos, Los designios de mi corazón.

12 Pusieron la noche por día, Y la luz se acorta delante de las tinieblas.

13 Si yo espero, el sepulcro es mi casa: Haré mi cama en las tinieblas.

14 A la huesa tengo dicho: Mi padre eres tú; A los gusanos: Mi madre y mi hermana.

15 ¿Dónde pues estará ahora mi esperanza? Y mi esperanza ¿quién la verá?

16 A los rincones de la huesa descenderán, Y juntamente descansarán en el polvo.

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.

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

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

10 “But come on, all of you, try again!
    I will not find a wise man among you.(U)
11 My days have passed,(V) my plans are shattered.
    Yet the desires of my heart(W)
12 turn night into day;(X)
    in the face of the darkness light is near.(Y)
13 If the only home I hope for is the grave,(Z)
    if I spread out my bed(AA) in the realm of darkness,(AB)
14 if I say to corruption,(AC) ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worm,(AD) ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’
15 where then is my hope—(AE)
    who can see any hope for me?(AF)
16 Will it go down to the gates of death?(AG)
    Will we descend together into the dust?”(AH)