Job appealeth from men to God.
Job 17:1 My breth stincketh, my dayes are shortened. I am harde at deathes dore. Job 17:2 Froward men are wt me, and myne eye must continue in the bitternesse of them. Job 17:3 O deliuer me, and loke out one to be my suertie in thy sight, what is he that knoweth who will promes for me? Job 17:4 For thou hast with holden their hertes from vnderstandynge, therfore shalt thou not sett (them) vp on hye. Job 17:5 He promiseth his frendes parte of his good, but his awne children spende it.
The unmerciful dealing of men with the afflicted may astonish, but not discourage the righteous.
Job 17:6 He hath made me as it were a byworde of the people: where as afore, I was theyr ioye. Job 17:7 Myne eye is dymme, for very heuynesse, & all my strength is become like a shadow. Job 17:8 Uertuous men therfore shall well consydre this, and the innocent shall take parte agaynst the ypocrite. Job 17:9 The righteous also will kepe hys waye, and he that hath cleane handes, wyll euer be stronger and stronger. Job 17:10 As for you, turne you, and get you hence (I praye you) seynge I cannot fynde one wyse man amonge you:
His hope is not in life, but in death.
Job 17:11 My dayes are past, and my councels and thoughtes of my hart are vanysshed awaye Job 17:12 chaungynge the night into daye, and þe light into darcknes. Job 17:13 Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I haue made my bed in the darcke. Job 17:14 I call corrupcyon my father, and the wormes call I my mother and my syster. Job 17:15 What helpeth then my longe taryenge? Or, who hath considred the thynge, that I loke for? Job 17:16 All that I haue, shall go downe into the pytt, and lye with me in the dust.