17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
17 Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest.
17 The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
17 Night gnaws at my bones; the pain never lets up.
17 My bones are pierced in me at night, And my gnawing pains take no rest.
17 At night my bones are filled with pain, which gnaws at me relentlessly.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 30:17
Commentary on Job 30:15-31
(Read Job 30:15-31)
Job complains a great deal. Harbouring hard thoughts of God was the sin which did, at this time, most easily beset Job. When inward temptations join with outward calamities, the soul is hurried as in a tempest, and is filled with confusion. But woe be to those who really have God for an enemy! Compared with the awful state of ungodly men, what are all outward, or even inward temporal afflictions? There is something with which Job comforts himself, yet it is but a little. He foresees that death will be the end of all his troubles. God's wrath might bring him to death; but his soul would be safe and happy in the world of spirits. If none pity us, yet our God, who corrects, pities us, even as a father pitieth his own children. And let us look more to the things of eternity: then the believer will cease from mourning, and joyfully praise redeeming love.