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Job 17

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Job 17 (WEB)

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“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.
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Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
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“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
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For you have hidden their heart from understanding, therefore you will not exalt them.
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He who denounces his friends for plunder, even the eyes of his children will fail.
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“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
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My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
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Upright men will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir himself up against the godless.
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Yet the righteous will hold to his way. He who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
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But as for you all, come back. I will not find a wise man among you.
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My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
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They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ in the presence of darkness.
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If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,
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if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’
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where then is my hope? As for my hope, who will see it?
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Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol, or descend together into the dust?”

Job 17 (RV1909)

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MI ALIENTO está corrompido, acórtanse mis días, y me está aparejado el sepulcro.
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No hay conmigo sino escarnecedores, en cuya acrimonia se detienen mis ojos.
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Pon ahora, dame fianza para litigar contigo: ¿quién tocará ahora mi mano?
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Porque á éstos has tú escondido su corazón de inteligencia: por tanto, no los ensalzarás.
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El que denuncia lisonjas á sus prójimos, los ojos de sus hijos desfallezcan.
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El me ha puesto por parábola de pueblos, y delante de ellos he sido como tamboril.
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Y mis ojos se oscurecieron de desabrimiento, y mis pensamientos todos son como sombra.
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Los rectos se maravillarán de esto, y el inocente se levantará contra el hipócrita.
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No obstante, proseguirá el justo su camino, y el limpio de manos aumentará la fuerza.
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Mas volved todos vosotros, y venid ahora, que no hallaré entre vosotros sabio.
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Pasáronse mis días, fueron arrancados mis pensamientos, los designios de mi corazón.
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Pusieron la noche por día, y la luz se acorta delante de las tinieblas.
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Si yo espero, el sepulcro es mi casa: haré mi cama en las tinieblas.
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A la huesa tengo dicho: Mi padre eres tú; á los gusanos: Mi madre y mi hermana.
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¿Dónde pues estará ahora mi esperanza? y mi esperanza ¿quién la verá?
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A los rincones de la huesa descenderán, y juntamente descansarán en el polvo.

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