17:1 My spirit is broken, my days extinguished, the grave, mine.
17:2 Surely mockers are with me, and my eye looks on their rebellion.
17:3 Take my guarantee. Who else is willing to make an agreement?
17:4 You’ve closed their mind to insight; therefore, you won’t be exalted.
17:5 He denounces his friends for gain, and his children’s eyes fail.
17:6 He makes me a popular proverb; I’m like spit in people’s faces.
17:7 My eye is weak from grief; my limbs like a shadow—all of them.
17:8 Those who do the right thing are amazed at this; the guiltless become troubled about the godless.
17:9 The innocent clings to his way; the one whose hands are clean grows stronger.
17:10 But you can bring all of them again, and I won’t find a wise one among you.
17:11 My days have passed; my goals are destroyed, my heart’s desires.
17:12 They turn night into day; light is near because of the darkness.
17:13 If I hope for the underworld as my dwelling, lay out my bed in darkness,
17:14 I’ve called corruption “my father,” the worm, “my mother and sister.”
17:15 Where then is my hope? My hope—who can see it?
17:16 Will they go down with me to the underworld; will we descend together to the dust?
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