My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
JOB 17:1
Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
JOB 17:2
Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
JOB 17:3
For thou hast hid their heart from understanding therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
JOB 17:4
He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
JOB 17:5
He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
JOB 17:6
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
JOB 17:7
Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
JOB 17:8
The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
JOB 17:9
But as for you all, do ye return, and come now for I cannot find one wise man among you.
JOB 17:10
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
JOB 17:11
They change the night into day the light is short because of darkness.
JOB 17:12
If I wait, the grave is mine house I have made my bed in the darkness.
JOB 17:13
I have said to corruption, Thou art my father to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
JOB 17:14
And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
JOB 17:15
They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
JOB 17:16