Job 17 — WBMS
17Verse 1My spirit shall be made feeble; my days shall be made short, and only the sepulchre is left to me.Verse 2I have not sinned, and mine eye dwelleth in bitternesses.Verse 3Lord, deliver thou me, and set [or put] me beside thee; and the hand of each man fight against me.Verse 4Thou hast made the heart of them far from doctrine, that is, from know-ing of truth; therefore they shall not be enhanced.Verse 5He promiseth prey to his fellows, and the eyes of his sons shall fail.Verse 6He hath set [or put me] as into a proverb of the common people, and his ensample before them.Verse 7Mine eye dimmed at [the] indig-nation; and my members be driven as into nought.Verse 8Just [or rightwise] men shall wonder on this thing; and an innocent shall be raised up against an hypocrite.Verse 9And a just [or rightwise] man shall hold his way, and he shall add strength to clean hands.Verse 10Therefore all ye be turned again, and come ye; and I shall not find in you any wise man.Verse 11My days be passed; my thoughts be scattered, tormenting mine heart.Verse 12Those [or they] have turned the night into day; and again after dark-nesses hope for light.Verse 13If I sustain, either suffer patiently, hell is mine house; and I have arrayed my bed in darknesses.Verse 14I said to rot, Thou art my father; and to worms, Ye be my mother, and my sister.Verse 15Therefore where is now mine abiding? and who beholdeth my patience?Verse 16All my things shall go down into [the] deepest hell; guessest thou, whether rest shall be to me, namely there.