Job 30

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¹ "But now they make sport of me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.	¹ But now they hold me in derision who are younger in years than I; Whose fathers I should have disdained to rank with the dogs of my flock.
² What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?	² Such strength as they had, to me meant nought; they were utterly destitute.
³ Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground;	³ In want and hunger was their lot, they who fled to the parched wastelands:
⁴ they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of the broom.	⁴ They plucked saltwort and shrubs; the roots of the broom plant were their food.
⁵ They are driven out from among men; they shout after them as after a thief.	⁵ They were banished from among men, with an outcry like that against a thief--
⁶ In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.	⁶ To dwell on the slopes of the wadies, in caves of sand and stone;
⁷ Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.	⁷ Among the bushes they raised their raucous cry; under the nettles they huddled together.
⁸ A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.	⁸ Irresponsible, nameless men, they were driven out of the land.
⁹ "And now I have become their song, I am a byword to them.	⁹ Yet now they sing of me in mockery; I am become a byword among them.
¹⁰ They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.	¹⁰ They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, they do not hesitate to spit in my face!
¹¹ Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.	¹¹ Indeed, they have loosed their bonds; they lord it over me, and have thrown off restraint in my presence.
¹² On my right hand the rabble rise, they drive me forth, they cast up against me their ways of destruction.	¹² To subvert my paths they rise up; they build their approaches for my ruin.
¹³ They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.	¹³ To destroy me, they attack with none to stay them;
¹⁴ As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.	¹⁴ as through a wide breach they advance. Amid the uproar they come on in waves;
¹⁵ Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.	¹⁵ over me rolls the terror. My dignity is borne off on the wind, and my welfare vanishes like a cloud.
¹⁶ "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.	¹⁶ My soul ebbs away from me;
¹⁷ The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.	¹⁷ My frame takes no rest by night; my inward parts seethe and will not be stilled.
¹⁸ With violence it seizes my garment; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.	¹⁸ One with great power lays hold of my clothing; by the collar of my tunic he seizes me:
¹⁹ God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.	¹⁹ He has cast me into the mire; I am leveled with the dust and ashes.
²⁰ I cry to thee and thou dost not answer me; I stand, and thou dost not heed me.	²⁰ I cry to you, but you do not answer me; you stand off and look at me,
²¹ Thou hast turned cruel to me; with the might of thy hand thou dost persecute me.	²¹ Then you turn upon me without mercy and with your strong hand you buffet me.
²² Thou liftest me up on the wind, thou makest me ride on it, and thou tossest me about in the roar of the storm.	²² You raise me up and drive me before the wind; I am tossed about by the tempest.
²³ Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.	²³ Indeed I know you will turn me back in death to the destined place of everyone alive.
²⁴ "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help?	²⁴ Yet should not a hand be held out to help a wretched man in his calamity?
²⁵ Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?	²⁵ Or have I not wept for the hardships of others; was not my soul grieved for the destitute?
²⁶ But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.	²⁶ Yet when I looked for good, then evil came; when I expected light, then came darkness.
²⁷ My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.	²⁷ days of affliction have overtaken me.
²⁸ I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.	²⁸ I go about in gloom, without the sun; I rise up in public to voice my grief.
²⁹ I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.	²⁹ I have become the brother of jackals, companion to the ostrich.
³⁰ My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.	³⁰ My blackened skin falls away from me; the heat scorches my very frame.
³¹ My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.	³¹ My harp is turned to mourning, and my reed pipe to sounds of weeping.

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