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17:1  “My spirit is broken. My days have been snuffed out. The cemetery is waiting for me.
17:2  Certainly, mockers are around me. My eyes are focused on their opposition.
17:3  Please guarantee my bail yourself. Who else will guarantee it with a handshake?
17:4  You have closed their minds so that they cannot understand. That is why you will not honor them.
17:5  (Whoever turns in friends to get their property should have his children’s eyesight fail.)
17:6  “Now he has made me a laughingstock for many people. Now they spit in my face.
17:7  Now my eyes are blurred from grief. Now all my limbs are like a shadow.
17:8  Decent people are shocked by this, and it stirs up the innocent against godless people.
17:9  Yet, the righteous person clings to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger.
17:10  “But now, all of you, come and try again! I won’t find one wise man among you.
17:11  My days are passing by. My plans are broken. My dreams are shattered.
17:12  You say that night is day. Light has nearly become darkness.
17:13  If I look for the grave as my home and make my bed in the darkness,
17:14  if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘You are my mother and sister,’
17:15  then where is my hope? Can you see any hope left in me?
17:16  Will hope go down with me to the gates of the grave? Will my hope rest with me in the dust?”