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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.

10 “As for you—all of you please go away; for I do not find a wise man among you. 11 My good days are in the past. My hopes have disappeared. My heart’s desires are broken. 12 They say that night is day and day is night; how they pervert the truth!

13-14 “If I die, I go out into darkness, and call the grave my father, and the worm my mother and my sister. 15 Where then is my hope? Can anyone find any? 16 No, my hope will go down with me to the grave. We shall rest together in the dust!”

Job Prays for Relief

17 “My spirit is broken,
    my days are extinguished,
    the grave is ready for me.
Are not mockers with me?
    And does not my eye dwell on their provocation?

“Now put down a pledge for me with Yourself.
    Who is he who will shake hands with me?
For You have hidden their heart from understanding.
    Therefore will You not exalt them.
He who speaks flattery to his friends,
    even the eyes of his children will fail.

“And He has made me a byword of the people,
    someone in whose face they spit.
My eye also is dim because of sorrow,
    and all my members are like a shadow.
Upright men will be astonished at this,
    and the innocent will stir up himself against the hypocrite.
The righteous also will hold to his way,
    and he who has clean hands will be stronger and stronger.

10 “But as for you all, return and come now,
    for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off,
    even the thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day;
    the light is short because of darkness.
13 If I wait, the grave is my house;
    I have made my bed in the darkness.
14 I have said to the pit, ‘You are my father’;
    to the worm, ‘You are my mother and my sister.’
15 Where now is my hope?
    As for my hope, who will see it?
16 Will they go down to the gates of Sheol?
    Will we descend together in the dust?”