Job appealeth from men to God.
Job 17:1 My breath is corrupt, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes doore. Job 17:2 Froward men are with me, and myne eye must continue in the bitternesse of them. Job 17:3 O deliuer me, and loke out one to be my suretie in thy sight: what is he that knoweth who wyll promise for me? Job 17:4 For thou hast withholden their heartes from vnderstanding, therefore shalt thou not set [them] vp on hie. Job 17:5 He that speaketh flatterie to his friend, the eyes of his children shall fayle.
The unmerciful dealing of men with the afflicted may astonish, but not discourage the righteous.
Job 17:6 He hath made me a byworde of the people, where as afore I was their ioy. Job 17:7 Myne eye is dimme for very heauinesse, and all my strength is lyke a shadowe. Job 17:8 Vertuous men therefore shall well consider this, and the innocent shal take part against the hypocrite. Job 17:9 The righteous also wyll kepe his way, and he that hath cleane handes wyll euer be stronger and stronger. Job 17:10 As for al you, turne you and get you hence [I pray you] seeing I can not finde one wyse man among you.
His hope is not in life, but in death.
Job 17:11 My dayes are past, and my counsailes and thoughtes of my heart are vanished away, Job 17:12 Chaunging the night into day, and the light approching into darkenesse. Job 17:13 Though I tary neuer so much, yet the graue is my house, & I haue made my bed in the darke. Job 17:14 I saide to corruption, thou art my father, and to the wormes, you are my mother and my sister. Job 17:15 Where is then now my hope? or who hath considered the thing that I loke for? Job 17:16 These shall go downe with me into the pit, and lye with me in the dust.