Job 30

NEW JERUSALEM	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 And now I am the laughing-stock of people who are younger than I am and whose parents I wouldhave disdained to put with the dogs guarding my flock.	1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
2 And what use to me was the strength of their hands? - enfeebled as they were,	2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
3 worn out by want and hunger, for they used to gnaw the roots of the thirsty ground -- that place ofgloom, ruin and desolation-	3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
4 they used to pick saltwort among the scrub, making their meals off roots of broom.	4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
5 Outlawed from human company, which raised hue and cry against them, as against thieves,	5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)
6 they made their homes in the sides of ravines, in holes in the earth or in clefts of rock.	6 To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
7 You could hear them braying from the bushes as they huddled together in the thistles.	7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
8 Children of scoundrels, worse, nameless people, the very outcasts of society!	8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
9 And these are the ones who now make up songs about me and use me as a byword!	9 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
10 Fil ed with disgust, they keep their distance, on seeing me, they spit without restraint.	10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
11 And since God has loosened my bow-string and afflicted me, they too throw off the bridle in mypresence.	11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
12 Their brats surge forward on my right, to see when I am having a little peace, and advance on mewith threatening strides.	12 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
13 They cut off all means of escape seizing the chance to destroy me, and no one stops them.	13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
14 They move in, as if through a wide breach, and I go tumbling beneath the rubble.	14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
15 Terror rounds on me, my confidence is dispersed as though by the wind, my hope of safety vanisheslike a cloud.	15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16 And now the life in me trickles away, days of grief have gripped me.	16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17 At night-time sickness saps my bones I am gnawed by wounds that never sleep.	17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
18 Violently, he has caught me by my clothes, has gripped me by the col ar of my coat.	18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He has thrown me into the mud; I am no more than dust and ashes.	19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry to you, and you give me no answer; I stand before you, but you take no notice.	20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
21 You have grown cruel to me, and your strong hand torments me unmerciful y.	21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
22 You carry me away astride the wind and blow me to pieces in a tempest.	22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
23 Yes, I know that you are taking me towards death, to the common meeting-place of al the living.	23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 Yet have I ever laid a hand on the poor when they cried out for justice in calamity?	24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
25 Have I not wept for those whose life is hard, felt pity for the penniless?	25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 I hoped for happiness, but sorrow came; I looked for light, but there was darkness.	26 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My stomach seethes, is never stil , days of suffering have struck me.	27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28 Sombre I go, yet no one comforts me, and if I rise in the council, I rise to weep.	28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
29 I have become brother to the jackal and companion to the ostrich.	29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
30 My skin has turned black on me, my bones are burnt with fever.	30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31 My harp is tuned to dirges, my pipe to the voice of mourners.	31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.