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17 His anger hath ruined my days,
And for me is left nought but the grave.
2 Delusion is surely my portion;
On bitterness tarries mine eye.
3 Lay a pledge for me – Thou with Thyself:
For who else would strike hands with me?
4 For their heart Thou hast hidden from wisdom,
And therefore Thou wilt not exalt them.
5 One inviteth his friends to a feast,
While the eyes of his children are failing.
6 Thou has made me the by-word of nations;
They look upon me as a monster.
7 Mine eye is grown dim for vexation;
My members are all as a shadow.
11 My days pass away without hope;
The desires of my heart are extinguished.
12 The night I turn into day,
And the light is before me as darkness.
13 If I hope, then the grave is my home,
And my couch I have spread in the darkness.
14 I call to the pit, "My mother";
And unto the worm, "My sister."
15 Where then were that "hope" of mine?
And my happiness who can espy?
16 Will it go with me down to the grave?
Shall we sink to the dust together?
Bildad’s Picture of the Sure and Terrible Doom of the Wicked
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