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17:1  My strength is almost gone. I won’t live much longer. A grave is waiting for me.
17:2  People who make fun of me are all around me. I’m forced to watch as they attack me with their words.
17:3  “God, please pay the price to have me set free. Who else would put up money for me?
17:4  You have closed the minds of those who are trying to comfort me. They don’t understand that I haven’t done anything wrong. So don’t let them win the argument.
17:5  Suppose someone tells lies about their friends to get a reward. Then their own children will suffer for it.
17:6  “God has made an example of me. People spit in my face.
17:7  My eyes have grown weak because I’m so sad. My body is so thin it hardly casts a shadow.
17:8  People who claim to be honest are shocked when they see me. Those who think they haven’t sinned are stirred up against me. They think I’m ungodly.
17:9  But godly people will keep doing what is right. Those who have clean hands will grow stronger.
17:10  “Come on, all of you! Try again! I can’t find a wise person among you.
17:11  My life is almost over. My plans are destroyed. Yet the desires of my heart
17:12  turn night into day. Even though it’s dark, ‘Light is nearby.’
17:13  Suppose the only home I can hope for is a grave. And suppose I make my bed in the darkness of death.
17:14  Suppose I say to the grave, ‘You are like a father to me.’ And suppose I say to its worms, ‘You are like a mother or sister to me.’
17:15  Then what hope do I have? Who can give me any hope?
17:16  Will hope go down to the gates of death with me? Will we go down together into the dust of the grave?”