Job 17 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 |My spirit is crushed, my days are over; it's the grave for me! “My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the graveyard is ready for me. My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.
2 Mockers surround me; I cannot stop staring at their hostility all through the night. Surely there are mockers about me, and my eye dwells on their provocation. Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.
3 Offer, then, some collateral on my behalf. Is there anyone who will be my guarantor? “Lay down a pledge for me with you; who is there who will put up security for me? “Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?
4 |Because you're the one who closed their hearts to compassion; therefore, you won't let them triumph. Since you have closed their hearts to understanding, therefore you will not let them triumph. You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.
5 Now as for the one who testifies against his friends to take their property, even the eyes of his children will fail. He who informs against his friends to get a share of their property— the eyes of his children will fail. If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.
6 |He has made me a byword among people; I'm being spit on in the face. “He has made me a byword of the peoples, and I am one before whom men spit. “God has made me a byword to everyone, a man in whose face people spit.
7 My eyes have grown weak from grief; and my whole body is as thin as a shadow. My eye has grown dim from vexation, and all my members are like a shadow. My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
8 The upright are appalled over this, and the innocent person is troubled by the godless. The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent stirs himself up against the godless. The upright are appalled at this; the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.
9 But the righteous person will hold to his way, and those with clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.| Yet the righteous holds to his way, and he who has clean hands grows stronger and stronger. Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.
10 |Come here now, all of you, and I won't find a wise person among you. But you, come on again, all of you, and I shall not find a wise man among you. “But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.
11 My days are passed; my plans have been shattered; along with my heart's desires. My days are past; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart. My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart
12 They have transformed night into day— 'The light,' they say, 'is about to become dark.' They make night into day: ‘The light,’ they say, ‘is near to the darkness.’ turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.
13 |If my hope were that my house is the afterlife itself, if I were to make my bed in darkness, If I hope for Sheol as my house, if I make my bed in darkness, If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,
14 if I call out to the Pit, 'You're my father!' or say to the worm, 'My mother!' or 'My sister!' if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’ if I say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’
15 where would my hope be? |And speaking of my hope, who would notice it? where then is my hope? Who will see my hope? where then is my hope— who can see any hope for me?
16 Will it go down to the bars that lock the doors of the afterlife? Will we descend together into the dust?| Will it go down to the bars of Sheol? Shall we descend together into the dust?” Will it go down to the gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?”
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