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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Total 42 Chapters, Selected Chapter 17 / 42
Job 17:7
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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