Job 17:1 Cross References - Leeser

¹ My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave is ready for me.

¹¹ What is my strength, that I should wait? and what my end, that I should yet longer retain my patience?

¹³ When I hope for the nether world as my house; in the darkness have I spread my couch; ¹⁴ When I call to corruption, Thou art my father: Thou art my mother, and my sister, to the worms.

¹⁷ My breath is become nauseous to my wife, and my caressing, to the children of my own body.

¹⁶ And Job lived after this one hundred and forty years: and he saw his sons, and his sons’ sons, even four generations.

^{3 (88:4)} For my soul is sated with troubles; and my life draweth nigh unto the nether world. ^{4 (88:5)} I am counted with those that descend into the pit; I am become as a man without vigor: ^{5 (88:6)} Free among the dead, like the slain that dwell in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; and those that are cut off by thy hand.

¹⁰ I had said, In the midst of my days, must I enter the gates of the nether world; I am deprived of the residue of my years. ¹¹ I had said, I shall not see the Lord, the Lord, in the land of the living: I shall not behold man any more among the inhabitants of the regions of death. ¹² My dwelling is broken down, and is removed from me as a shepherd’s tent: I have cut off, like a weaver, my life; with pining sickness will he snatch me away: from day until night wilt thou make an end of me. ¹³ I waited with patience till morning, whether as a lion, so would he break all my bones: from day until night wilt thou make an end of me. ¹⁴ Like a swallow or a crane, so did I chirp; I did moan like a dove; my eyes were lifted up on high: O Lord, I am oppressed; grant me ease.

¹⁶ For not to eternity will I contend, neither will I be for ever wroth: when the spirit from before me is overwhelmed, and the souls which I have made.