translation_id: asv-eng-asv

book_id: JOB

book: Job

text: My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.


text: Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.


text: Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?


text: For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: Therefore shalt thou not exalt them.


text: He that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.


text: But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.


text: Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.


text: Upright men shall be astonished at this, And the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.


text: Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.


text: But as for you all, come on now again; And I shall not find a wise man among you.


text: My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.


text: They change the night into day: The light, say they, is near unto the darkness.


text: If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;


text: If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister;


text: Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?


text: It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.