Job 17

King James Bible	Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition
¹ My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.	¹ My spirit is broken, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
² Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?	² Surely there are mockers about me, and my eye dwells on their provocation.
³ Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?	³ "Lay down a pledge for me with thyself; who is there that will give surety for me?
⁴ For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.	⁴ Since thou hast closed their minds to understanding, therefore thou wilt not let them triumph.
⁵ He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.	⁵ He who informs against his friends to get a share of their property, the eyes of his children will fail.
⁶ He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.	⁶ "He has made me a byword of the peoples, and I am one before whom men spit.
⁷ Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.	⁷ My eye has grown dim from grief, and all my members are like a shadow.
⁸ Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.	⁸ Upright men are appalled at this, and the innocent stirs himself up against the godless.
⁹ The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.	⁹ Yet the righteous holds to his way, and he that has clean hands grows stronger and stronger.
¹⁰ But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.	¹⁰ But you, come on again, all of you, and I shall not find a wise man among you.
¹¹ My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.	¹¹ My days are past, my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.
¹² They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.	¹² They make night into day; 'The light,' they say, 'is near to the darkness.'
¹³ If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.	¹³ If I look for Sheol as my house, if I spread my couch in darkness,
¹⁴ I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister.	¹⁴ if I say to the pit, 'You are my father,' and to the worm, 'My mother,' or 'My sister,'
¹⁵ And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?	¹⁵ where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?
¹⁶ They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.	¹⁶ Will it go down to the bars of Sheol? Shall we descend together into the dust?"