The Book of Job

My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened, and only the grave remaineth for me.

I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.

Deliver me O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man’s hand fight against me.

Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.

He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.

He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.

My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.

The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.

And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.

My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.

They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.

If I wait hell is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness.

If I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.

Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?

All that I have shall go down into the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there at least I shall have rest?

“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.

Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.

“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

For you have hidden their heart from understanding, therefore you will not exalt them.

He who denounces his friends for plunder, even the eyes of his children will fail.

“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

Upright men will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir himself up against the godless.

Yet the righteous will hold to his way. He who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.

But as for you all, come back. I will not find a wise man among you.

My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ in the presence of darkness.

If I look for Sheol

(a)

as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,

if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’

where then is my hope? As for my hope, who will see it?

Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol,(b) or descend together into the dust?”

(a)17:13 Sheol is the place of the dead.

(b)17:16 Sheol is the place of the dead.