Job 30

Job 30:1  
“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.

Job 30:2  
Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?

Job 30:3  
They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.

Job 30:4  
They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom tree are their food.

Job 30:5  
They are driven out from among men. They cry after them as after a thief,

Job 30:6  
so that they live in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.

Job 30:7  
They bray among the bushes. They are gathered together under the nettles.

Job 30:8  
They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men. They were flogged out of the land.

Job 30:9  
“Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.

Job 30:10  
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.

Job 30:11  
For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.

Job 30:12  
On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.

Job 30:13  
They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.

Job 30:14  
As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.

Job 30:15  
Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.

Job 30:16  
“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.

Job 30:17  
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

Job 30:18  
My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.

Job 30:19  
He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.

Job 30:20  
I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.

Job 30:21  
You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.

Job 30:22  
You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.

Job 30:23  
For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.

Job 30:24  
“However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?

Job 30:25  
Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?

Job 30:26  
When I looked for good, then evil came. When I waited for light, darkness came.

Job 30:27  
My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

Job 30:28  
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

Job 30:29  
I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.

Job 30:30  
My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.

Job 30:31  
Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.

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