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'Job 17 ' not found for the version: Worldwide English (New Testament).

17 My ruach is broken, my yamim are extinct, the kevarim are ready for me.

Does not hatulim (mockery) surround me? And doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

Lay down an eravon (pledge) with Thee; who is he that will put up security for me?

For Thou hast hid their lev from seichel; therefore shalt Thou not exalt them.

He that informs on re’im for chelek, even the eyes of his banim shall fail.

He hath made me also a mashal (byword) of the peoples; and I am one in whose face they spit.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of ka’as, and all my members are like a tzel (shadow).

Yesharim shall be appalled at this and the naki (pure, innocent) shall stir up himself against the chanef (profane, irreligious).

The tzaddik also shall hold to his derech, and he whose yadayim are tahor shall grow stronger and stronger.

10 But as for all you, do ye return, and come back now; for I cannot find one chacham among you.

11 My yamim are past, my plans are broken, even the morashot (possessions, desires) of my lev.

12 They change the lailah into yom; the ohr is near to choshech, say they.

13 If I wait, Sheol is mine bais; I have made my bed in the choshech.

14 I have said to Shachat, thou art avi; to the worm, thou art immi, and achoti.

15 And where is now my tikveh? As for my tikveh, who regards it?

16 Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Shall we go down together into the dust?

Job Complains to God

My Hopes Have Died

17 My hopes have died,
my time is up,
    and the grave is ready.
All I can see are angry crowds,
    making fun of me.
If you, Lord, don't help,
who will pay the price
    for my release?
My friends won't really listen,
    all because of you,
and so you must be the one
    to prove them wrong.
They have condemned me,
just to benefit themselves;
    now blind their children.

You, God, are the reason
    I am insulted and spit on.
I am almost blind with grief;
    my body is a mere shadow.

People who are truly good
    would feel so alarmed,
that they would become angry
    with my worthless friends.
They would do the right thing
and because they did,
    they would grow stronger.[a]
10 But none of my friends
    show any sense.

11 My life is drawing to an end;
    hope has disappeared.
12 But all my friends can do
    is offer empty hopes.[b]
13 I could tell the world below
    to prepare me a bed.
14 Then I could greet the grave
    as my father
and say to the worms,
    “Hello, mother and sisters!”

15 But what kind of hope is that?
16 Will it keep me company
    in the world of the dead?

Footnotes

  1. 17.9 stronger: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verses 8,9.
  2. 17.12 hopes: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verse 12.