1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine. DBY — Job 17:1
2 Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation? DBY — Job 17:2
3 Lay down now [a pledge], be thou surety for me with thyself: who is he that striketh hands with me? DBY — Job 17:3
4 For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them]. DBY — Job 17:4
5 He that betrayeth friends for a prey even the eyes of his children shall fail. DBY — Job 17:5
6 And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face. DBY — Job 17:6
7 And mine eye is dim by reason of grief, and all my members are as a shadow. DBY — Job 17:7
8 Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly; DBY — Job 17:8
9 But the righteous shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall increase in strength. DBY — Job 17:9
10 But as for you all, pray come on again; and I shall not find one wise man among you. DBY — Job 17:10
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, the cherished thoughts of my heart. DBY — Job 17:11
12 They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness. DBY — Job 17:12
13 If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness: DBY — Job 17:13
14 I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister! DBY — Job 17:14
15 And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it? DBY — Job 17:15
16 It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when [our] rest shall be together in the dust. DBY — Job 17:16