Job 17 — YLT

17My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished — graves [are] for me.²If not — mockeries [are] with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.³Place, I pray Thee, my pledge with Thee; Who is he that striketh hand with me?⁴For their heart Thou hast hidden From understanding, Therefore Thou dost not exalt them.⁵For a portion he sheweth friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.⁶And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.⁷And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.⁸Astonished are the upright at this, And the innocent against the profane Stirreth himself up.⁹And the righteous layeth hold [on] his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And — dumb are they all.¹⁰Return, and come in, I pray you, And I find not among you a wise man.¹¹My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!¹²Night for day they appoint, Light [is] near because of darkness.¹³If I wait — Sheol [is] my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.¹⁴To corruption I have called: — 'Thou [art] my father.' 'My mother' and 'my sister' — to the worm.¹⁵And where [is] now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?¹⁶[To] the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.