| Holman Christian Standard Bible | Berean Study Bible |
| 1My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me. | 1“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me. |
| 2Surely mockers surround me and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion. | 2Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion. |
| 3Make arrangements! Put up security for me. Who else will be my sponsor? | 3Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. Who else will be my guarantor? |
| 4You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore You will not honor them. | 4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore You will not exalt them. |
| 5If a man informs on his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail. | 5If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail. |
| 6He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at. | 6He has made me a byword among the people, a man in whose face they spit. |
| 7My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow. | 7My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow. |
| 8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless. | 8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are stirred against the godless. |
| 9Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger. | 9Yet a righteous one holds to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger. |
| 10But come back and try again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you. | 10But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you. |
| 11My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart. | 11My days have passed; my plans are broken off—even the desires of my heart. |
| 12They turned night into day and made light seem near in the face of darkness. | 12They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness. |
| 13If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness, | 13If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness, |
| 14and say to corruption: You are my father, and to the maggot: My mother or my sister, | 14and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’ |
| 15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me? | 15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me? |
| 16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust? | 16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we go down together into the dust?” |
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