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English YLT Version 1898

Job 17



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.

English YLT Version 1898
Public Domain 1898