17:1 icapsy breath is corrupt, my dayes are extinct, the graues are ready for me. Margin Note
17:2 Are there not mockers with mee? and doeth not mine eye continue in their prouocation? Margin Note
17:3 Lay downe now, put me in a suretie with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?  
17:4 For thou hast hid their heart from vnderstanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.  
17:5 Hee that speaketh flattery to his friends, euen the eyes of his children shall faile.  
17:6 He hath made me also a by-word of the people, and afore time I was as a tabret. Margin Note
17:7 Mine eye also is dimme by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. Margin Note
17:8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stirre vp himselfe against the hypocrite.  
17:9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath cleane hands shalbe stronger, and stronger. Margin Note
17:10 But as for you all, doe you returne, and come now, for I cannot find one wise man among you.  
17:11 My dayes are past, my purposes are broken off, euen the thoughts of my heart: Margin Note
17:12 They change the night into day: the light is short, because of darknes. Margin Note
17:13 If I waite, the graue is mine house: I haue made my bedde in the darknesse.  
17:14 I haue said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worme, Thou art my mother, and my sister. Margin Note
17:15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?  
17:16 They shall goe downe to the barres of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.