Àwọn Ẹsẹ Bíbélì Tí Ọ̀pọ̀ Èèyàn Mọ Job 17

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Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.

Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?

My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart. They change the night into day: The light, say they, is near unto the darkness.