Job 17 KJV ISV Parallel

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1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

1"My spirit is crushed, my days are over; it's the grave for me!

2Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

2Mockers surround me; I cannot stop staring at their hostility all through the night.

3Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

3Offer, then, some collateral on my behalf. Is there anyone who will be my guarantor?

4For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.

4"Because you're the one who closed their hearts to compassion; therefore, you won't let them triumph.

5He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

5Now as for the one who testifies against his friends to take their property, even the eyes of his children will fail.

6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

6"He has made me a byword among people; I'm being spit on in the face.

7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

7My eyes have grown weak from grief; and my whole body is as thin as a shadow.

8Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.

8The upright are appalled over this, and the innocent person is troubled by the godless.

9The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

9But the righteous person will hold to his way, and those with clean hands will grow stronger and stronger."

10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.

10"Come here now, all of you, and I won't find a wise person among you.

11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

11My days are passed; my plans have been shattered; along with my heart's desires.

12They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.

12They have transformed night into day— 'The light,' they say, 'is about to become dark.'

13If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

13"If my hope were that my house is the afterlife itself, if I were to make my bed in darkness,

14I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

14if I call out to the Pit, 'You're my father!' or say to the worm, 'My mother!' or 'My sister!'

15And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

15where would my hope be? "And speaking of my hope, who would notice it?

16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

16Will it go down to the bars that lock the doors of the afterlife? Will we descend together into the dust?"

King James Bible, text courtesy of BibleProtector.com.