Job 17:1-5

1My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.

2Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.

3“Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?

4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.

5If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.