Job Continues Speaking |
Job 17:1-16 Book of Job [in Smaller Chunks] |
My breath is [rotten like death] & my days are [soon to be] extinct & the graves are ready for me. |
[Psalm 88:3-4 For my soul is full of troubles & my life draws [near to] the grave. I am [considered] with [those who] go down into the pit. I am [like] a man without] strength.] |
Aren't [these] mockers with me? Doesn't [my] eye continue to [focus on] their [provoking me?] [Job 12:4 Am I [like someone] mocked [by] his neighbor, [who] calls upon God & He answers him. The [self-righteous] man is laughed [at & looked down upon.] |
[Let me] lay down now [in death.] Put me in a [pledge] with You. Who will [shake] hands [to seal the deal] with me? For You have [hidden] their [hearts] from understanding. |
Therefore, You shall not exalt them. He, [who] speaks [flattering lies] to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. [God] has also made me [a parable of warning for] the people. |
[Before this time,] I was [like a tambourine] [for joy.] [Because of] sorrow, [my] eyes are dim & all my [body] members are [like] a shadow. |
[Honorable] men shall be astonished at this & the innocent shall [be stirred up] against the hypocrite. [Mark 7:6 He answered & said, Well has [Isaiah] prophesied of you hypocrites, [like] it is written, This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.] |
Also, the righteous shall hold on to his [path] & he [who] has clean hands shall [become] stronger & stronger. But as for all [of] you, [please] return & come [back again.] |
For, I can't find one wise man among you. My days are past & my purposes & the [desires] of my heart are [ended.] They change he night into day; the light is short, because of [the] darkness. |
If I wait, the grave is [my home] & I have made my bed in the darkness. I have said to [rotting,] You are my father & to the worm, You are my mother & my sister. |
And where is my hope now? As for my hope, who shall see it? [My hopes] shall go down to the bars [of the gate] of the pit [in death,] when our rest together is in the [dirt.] |