JOB 17
WBMS1 My spirit shall be made feeble; my days shall be made short, and only the sepulchre is left to me. 2 I have not sinned, and mine eye dwelleth in bitternesses. 3 Lord, deliver thou me, and set [or put] me beside thee; and the hand of each man fight against me. 4 Thou hast made the heart of them far from doctrine, that is, from know-ing of truth; therefore they shall not be enhanced. 5 He promiseth prey to his fellows, and the eyes of his sons shall fail. 6 He hath set [or put me] as into a proverb of the common people, and his ensample before them. 7 Mine eye dimmed at [the] indig-nation; and my members be driven as into nought. 8 Just [or rightwise] men shall wonder on this thing; and an innocent shall be raised up against an hypocrite. 9 And a just [or rightwise] man shall hold his way, and he shall add strength to clean hands. 10 Therefore all ye be turned again, and come ye; and I shall not find in you any wise man. 11 My days be passed; my thoughts be scattered, tormenting mine heart. 12 Those [or they] have turned the night into day; and again after dark-nesses hope for light. 13 If I sustain, either suffer patiently, hell is mine house; and I have arrayed my bed in darknesses. 14 I said to rot, Thou art my father; and to worms, Ye be my mother, and my sister. 15 Therefore where is now mine abiding? and who beholdeth my patience? 16 All my things shall go down into [the] deepest hell; guessest thou, whether rest shall be to me, namely there.