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17:1  "My spirit is crushed, my days are over; it's the grave for me!
17:2  Mockers surround me; I cannot stop staring at their hostility all through the night.
17:3  Offer, then, some collateral on my behalf. Is there anyone who will be my guarantor?
17:4  "Because you're the one who closed their hearts to compassion; therefore, you won't let them triumph.
17:5  Now as for the one who testifies against his friends to take their property, even the eyes of his children will fail.
17:6  "He has made me a byword among people; I'm being spit on in the face.
17:7  My eyes have grown weak from grief; and my whole body is as thin as a shadow.
17:8  The upright are appalled over this, and the innocent person is troubled by the godless.
17:9  But the righteous person will hold to his way, and those with clean hands will grow stronger and stronger."
17:10  "Come here now, all of you, and I won't find a wise person among you.
17:11  My days are passed; my plans have been shattered; along with my heart's desires.
17:12  They have transformed night into day— 'The light,' they say, 'is about to become dark.'
17:13  "If my hope were that my house is the afterlife itself, if I were to make my bed in darkness,
17:14  if I call out to the Pit, 'You're my father!' or say to the worm, 'My mother!' or 'My sister!'
17:15  where would my hope be? "And speaking of my hope, who would notice it?
17:16  Will it go down to the bars that lock the doors of the afterlife? Will we descend together into the dust?"