17: 1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.
17: 2 Surely there 166are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.
166Hb. is mockery with me,

17: 3 Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?
17: 4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: Therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
17: 5 He that denouceth his friends for a 167prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
167Hb. portion

17: 6 But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.
17: 7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.
17: 8 Upright men shall be astonished at this, And the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.
17: 9 Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.
17: 10 But as for you all, come on now again; 168And I shall not find a wise man among you.
168Or, For I find not a wise man among you.

17: 11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the 169thoughts of my heart.
169Hb. possessions

17: 12 They change the night into day: The light, say they, is near 170unto the darkness.
170Or, because of the darkness.

17: 13 171If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;
171Or, If I hope, Sheol is my house; I have spread my couch in the darkness; 14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister; 15 And where now is my hope?

17: 14 If I have said to 172corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister;
172Or, the pit, Hb. shachath

17: 15 Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
17: 16 It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.