Job Chapter 17 (NIV)
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My spirit is broken,my days are cut short,the grave awaits me.
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Surely mockers surround me;my eyes must dwell on their hostility.
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“Give me, O God, the pledge you demand.Who else will put up security for me?
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You have closed their minds to understanding;therefore you will not let them triumph.
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If a man denounces his friends for reward,the eyes of his children will fail.
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“God has made me a byword to everyone,a man in whose face people spit.
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My eyes have grown dim with grief;my whole frame is but a shadow.
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Upright men are appalled at this;the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.
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Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways,and those with clean hands will grow stronger.
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“But come on, all of you, try again!I will not find a wise man among you.
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My days have passed, my plans are shattered,and so are the desires of my heart.
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These men turn night into day;in the face of darkness they say, ‘Light is near.’
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If the only home I hope for is the grave,if I spread out my bed in darkness,
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if I say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’and to the worm, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’
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where then is my hope?Who can see any hope for me?
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Will it go down to the gates of death?Will we descend together into the dust?”
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