Job Chapter 17    

¹“My spirit is broken. My days are extinct, and the grave is ready for me.
  ²Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
 

³“Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
  ⁴For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you will not exalt them.
  ⁵He who denounces his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his children will fail.
 

⁶“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
  ⁷My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
  ⁸Upright men will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir up himself against the godless.
  ⁹Yet will the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
  ¹⁰But as for you all, come on again; I will not find a wise man among you.
 

¹¹“My days are over, my plans are broken off, as are the desires of my heart.
  ¹²They change the night into day, saying, ‘The light is near’ but are in the midst of darkness.
  ¹³If I look for Sheol to be my house, if I spread out my bed in the darkness,
  ¹⁴if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘my sister;’
  ¹⁵where then is my hope? And as for any hope for me, who can see it?
  ¹⁶Will it go down with me to the gates of Sheol? Will we descend together into the dust?”