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17:1  My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me.
17:2  Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
17:3  Accept my pledge! Put up security for me. Who else will be my sponsor?
17:4  You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore you will not honor them.
17:5  If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.
17:6  He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at.
17:7  My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.
17:8  The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless.
17:9  Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger.
17:10  But come back and try again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you.
17:11  My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart.
17:12  They turned night into day and made light seem near in the face of darkness.
17:13  If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness,
17:14  and say to corruption, “You are my father,” and to the maggot, “My mother” or “My sister,”
17:15  where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?
17:16  Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust?