Job

1 My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves *are for me.

2 If not -- mockeries *are with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.

3 Place, I pray Thee, my pledge with Thee; Who is he that striketh hand with me?

4 For their heart Thou hast hidden From understanding, Therefore Thou dost not exalt them.

5 For a portion he sheweth friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.

6 And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.

7 And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.

8 Astonished are the upright at this, And the innocent against the profane Stirreth himself up.

9 And the righteous layeth hold *on his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And -- dumb are they all.

10 Return, and come in, I pray you, And I find not among you a wise man.

11 My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!

12 Night for day they appoint, Light *is near because of darkness.

13 If I wait -- Sheol *is my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.

14 To corruption I have called: -- `Thou *art my father.` `My mother` and `my sister` -- to the worm.

15 And 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.

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