7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
My eye wastes away because of grief; It grows old because of all my adversaries.
Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief. For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
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Commentary on Job 17 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 17
In this chapter,
His friends becoming strange to him, which greatly grieved him, he makes death and the grave familiar to him, which yielded him some comfort.
Job 17:1-9
Job's discourse is here somewhat broken and interrupted, and he passes suddenly from one thing to another, as is usual with men in trouble; but we may reduce what is here said to three heads:-
Job 17:10-16
Job's friends had pretended to comfort him with the hopes of his return to a prosperous estate again; now he here shows,