16 Will they go down with me into the underworld? Will we go down together into the dust?
There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest. There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears. The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.
His skin is wasted by disease, and his body is food for the worst of diseases. He is pulled out of his tent where he was safe, and he is taken away to the king of fears.
To keep back his soul from the underworld, and his life from destruction. Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones; He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat; His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ... And his soul comes near to the underworld, and his life to the angels of death. If now there may be an angel sent to him, one of the thousands which there are to be between him and God, and to make clear to man what is right for him; And if he has mercy on him, and says, Let him not go down to the underworld, I have given the price for his life: Then his flesh becomes young again, and he comes back to the days of his early strength; He makes his prayer to God, and he has mercy on him; he sees God's face with cries of joy; he gives news of his righteousness to men; He makes a song, saying, I did wrong, turning from the straight way, but he did not give me the reward of my sin. He kept my soul from the underworld, and my life sees the light in full measure.
I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help: My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care. You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places. The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah.) You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
See, in place of peace my soul had bitter sorrow. but you have kept back my soul from the underworld; for you have put all my sins out of your memory. For the underworld is not able to give you praise, death gives you no honour: for those who go down into the underworld there is no hope in your mercy.
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Commentary on Job 17 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 17
In this chapter,
His friends becoming strange to him, which greatly grieved him, he makes death and the grave familiar to him, which yielded him some comfort.
Job 17:1-9
Job's discourse is here somewhat broken and interrupted, and he passes suddenly from one thing to another, as is usual with men in trouble; but we may reduce what is here said to three heads:-
Job 17:10-16
Job's friends had pretended to comfort him with the hopes of his return to a prosperous estate again; now he here shows,