Job 17

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        Job 17
      
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         1.  My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
      
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        2.  Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
      
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         3.  Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
      
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         4.  For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
      
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         5.  He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
      
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         6.  He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
      
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         7.  Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
      
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         8.  Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against 
        the hypocrite.
      
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        <b> 9.  The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be 
        stronger and stronger.</b>
      
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        10.  But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among 
        you.
      
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         11.  My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
      
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         12.  They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
      
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         13.  If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
      
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         14.  I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and 
        my sister.
      
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        <b>15.  And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?</b>
      
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         16.  They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
      
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