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17:1  My spirit is broken; the days of my life are almost gone. The grave is waiting for me.
17:2  Those who laugh at me surround me; I watch them insult me.
17:3  “God, make me a promise. No one will make a pledge for me.
17:4  You have closed their minds to understanding. Do not let them win over me.
17:5  People might speak against their friends for money, but if they do, the eyes of their children go blind.
17:6  “God has made my name a curse word; people spit in my face.
17:7  My sight has grown weak because of my sadness, and my body is as thin as a shadow.
17:8  Honest people are upset about this; innocent people are upset with those who do wrong.
17:9  But those who do right will continue to do right, and those whose hands are not dirty with sin will grow stronger.
17:10  “But, all of you, come and try again! I do not find a wise person among you.
17:11  My days are gone, and my plans have been destroyed, along with the desires of my heart.
17:12  These men think night is day; when it is dark, they say, ‘Light is near.’
17:13  If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
17:14  if I say to the grave, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘You are my mother’ or ‘You are my sister,’
17:15  where, then, is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?
17:16  Will hope go down to the gates of death? Will we go down together into the dust?”