Job 17:11-15 Contemporary English Version Anglicised (CEVUK00)

11. My life is drawing to an end;hope has disappeared.

12. But all my friends can dois offer empty hopes.

13. I could tell the world belowto prepare me a bed.

14. Then I could greet the graveas my fatherand say to the worms,“Hello, mother and sisters!”

15. But what kind of hope is that?

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