Vèsè popilè nan Bib la ki soti nan Job 17

Pataje

The innocent clings to his way; the one whose hands are clean grows stronger.

Take my guarantee. Who else is willing to make an agreement?

My spirit is broken, my days extinguished, the grave, mine.

My days have passed; my goals are destroyed, my heart’s desires. They turn night into day; light is near because of the darkness.