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11
|Job 17:11|
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, the cherished thoughts of my heart.
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12
|Job 17:12|
They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness.
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13
|Job 17:13|
If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness:
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14
|Job 17:14|
I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister!
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15
|Job 17:15|
And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it?
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16
|Job 17:16|
It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when [our] rest shall be together in the dust.
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