Job's Hopelessness in his Affliction
Related Commentaries of Job 17:11
Job 17:11-16
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughtsf of my heart.
12 They change the night into day: the light is shortg because of darkness.
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
14 I have saidh to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.