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35 lines
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# Chapter 17
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1 “My spirit is crushed,
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and my life is nearly snuffed out.
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The grave is ready to receive me.
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2 I am surrounded by mockers.
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I watch how bitterly they taunt me.
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3 “You must defend my innocence, O God,
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since no one else will stand up for me.
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4 You have closed their minds to understanding,
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but do not let them triumph.
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5 They betray their friends for their own advantage,
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so let their children faint with hunger.
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6 “God has made a mockery of me among the people;
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they spit in my face.
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7 My eyes are swollen with weeping,
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and I am but a shadow of my former self.
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8 The virtuous are horrified when they see me.
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The innocent rise up against the ungodly.
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9 The righteous keep moving forward,
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and those with clean hands become stronger and stronger.
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10 “As for all of you, come back with a better argument,
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though I still won’t find a wise man among you.
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11 My days are over.
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My hopes have disappeared.
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My heart’s desires are broken.
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12 These men say that night is day;
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they claim that the darkness is light.
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13 What if I go to the grave
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and make my bed in darkness?
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14 What if I call the grave my father,
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and the maggot my mother or my sister?
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15 Where then is my hope?
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Can anyone find it?
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16 No, my hope will go down with me to the grave.
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We will rest together in the dust!” |