ULT JOB Chapter 17

17 My spirit is destroyed, my days are extinguished;

graves are for me.

2 If there are not mockers with me?

And on their provocations my eye lingers.

3 Please set down, be surety for me with you.

Who is he who will strike himself to my hand?

4 For you have hidden their hearts away from understanding;

therefore you will not exalt them.

5 He who denounces friends for a reward,

even the eyes of his sons will fail.

6 But he has made me a saying of the peoples,

and I have become a spitting in the face,

7 and my eye is dim from sorrow,

and my members are like a shadow, all of them.

8 The upright wonder at this,

and the innocent rouses himself against the godless.

9 And the righteous will hold his way,

and the clean of hands will add strength.

10 But all of them, may you return, and come now,

but I will not find a wise person among you.

11 My days have passed, my plans are broken,

the desires of my heart.

12 They change night into day.

Light is near from the face of darkness.

13 If I hope for Sheol as my house,

if in the darkness I have spread out my bed,

14 if I call to the pit, ‘You are my father,’

to the worm, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’

15 where then would be my hope?

And my hope, who would see it?

16 Will they descend to the bars of Sheol?

If our rest will be together in the dust?”