Job 17:1

My spirit being destroyed my days were extinct; the graves are for me.

For what my strength that I shall wait and what my end, that I shall prolong my soul?

If I shall wait, hades is my house: in darkness I spread my bed.

My spirit was loathsome to my wife, and I entreated to the sons of my belly.

And Job will live after this a hundred and forty years, and he will see his sons, and his sons' sons, four generations.

For my soul was filled with evils, and my life touched upon hades.

I said in the quiet of my days, I shall go to the gates of hades: I was missed the remainder of my years.

For not forever will I contend, and not to everlasting will I be angry: for the spirit will faint from before me, and the lives I made.

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My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

My spirit was loathsome to my wife, and I entreated to the sons of my belly.

For what my strength that I shall wait and what my end, that I shall prolong my soul?

And Job will live after this a hundred and forty years, and he will see his sons, and his sons' sons, four generations.

For not forever will I contend, and not to everlasting will I be angry: for the spirit will faint from before me, and the lives I made.

If I shall wait, hades is my house: in darkness I spread my bed.

For my soul was filled with evils, and my life touched upon hades.

I said in the quiet of my days, I shall go to the gates of hades: I was missed the remainder of my years.