Job Chapter 17

Job appeals from men to God

17:1 My spirit is broken, my days are extinct, graves are ready for me.
17:2 Aren’t mockers with me? and doesn’t my eyes rest on their insults?
17:3 Lay down a pledge for me with Yourself; who is he that will strike hand with me?
17:4 For You have hidden their heart from understanding: on account of this shall You not exalt [them].
17:5 He speaks [against] friends for a share, even the eyes of his sons shall be consumed.
17:6 He has also made me a byword of the people; and I am spitting to the faces.
17:7 My eye is dim from grief, and all my members are like a shadow.
17:8 Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the ungodly.
17:9 The righteous shall hold [on] his way; and he that has clean hands adds strength.
17:10 But as for ya’ll, go back and come again: because I can’t find one wise man among you.

Job’s hope in his death

17:11 My days are past, my plans [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, Sheolשְׁאוֹל‎
Transliteration: šᵊ’ôl Pronunciation: sheh-ole’ underworld, grave, hell, pit For more info click here as my house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
17:14 I have said to corruption, you are my father: to the worm, you are my mother, and my sister.
1715 And where is now my hope? [As for] my hope, who shall see it?
17:16 They shall go down [to] the bars of  Sheolשְׁאוֹל‎
Transliteration: šᵊ’ôl Pronunciation: sheh-ole’ underworld, grave, hell, pit For more info click here, when [our] rest together is in the dust.