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11 My days pass by, my plans are at an end,
    the yearning of my heart.
12 They would change the night into day;
    where there is darkness they talk of approaching light.
13 [a]If my only hope is dwelling in Sheol,
    and spreading my couch in darkness,

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Footnotes

  1. 17:13–16 Job elaborates another of the vivid descriptions of “life” in Sheol; cf. 3:13–23; 10:21–22.

11 My days have passed,(A) my plans are shattered.
    Yet the desires of my heart(B)
12 turn night into day;(C)
    in the face of the darkness light is near.(D)
13 If the only home I hope for is the grave,(E)
    if I spread out my bed(F) in the realm of darkness,(G)

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11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.

13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

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25 I plead, O my God,
    do not take me in the midst of my days.[a](A)
    Your years last through all generations.

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Footnotes

  1. 102:25 In the midst of my days: when the normal span of life is but half completed, cf. Is 38:10; Jer 17:11.

25 In the beginning(A) you laid the foundations of the earth,
    and the heavens(B) are the work of your hands.(C)

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25 Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands.

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