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