Job Complains of his Weakness
Job 17:1-10
1 My breatha is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continueb in their provocation?
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetimec I was as a tabret.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my membersd are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall bee stronger and stronger.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.