| Chapter 17 |
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My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me. --
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[Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? --
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Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike hands with me? --
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For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them]. --
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He that speaketh flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. --
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He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. --
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Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow. --
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Upright [men] shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. --
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The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. --
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But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find [one] wise [man] among you. --
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My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart. --
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They change the night into day: the light [is] short because of darkness. --
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If I wait, the grave [is] mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. --
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I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister. --
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And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? --
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They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when [our] rest together [is] in the dust. --
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