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, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock,
² What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?	² the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.
³ Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground;	³ They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.
⁴ they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of the broom.	⁴ And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
⁵ They are driven out from among men; they shout after them as after a thief.	⁵ They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry.
⁶ In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.	⁶ They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.
⁷ Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.	⁷ They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.
⁸ A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.	⁸ These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.
⁹ "And now I have become their song, I am a byword to them.	⁹ Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.
¹⁰ They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.	¹⁰ They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.
¹¹ Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.	¹¹ For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.
¹² On my right hand the rabble rise, they drive me forth, they cast up against me their ways of destruction.	¹² Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves.
¹³ They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.	¹³ They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.
¹⁴ As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.	¹⁴ They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.
¹⁵ Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.	¹⁵ I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.
¹⁶ "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.	¹⁶ But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.
¹⁷ The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.	¹⁷ At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.
¹⁸ With violence it seizes my garment; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.	¹⁸ By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat.
¹⁹ God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.	¹⁹ I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers 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, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.
²¹ Thou hast turned cruel to me; with the might of thy hand thou dost persecute me.	²¹ You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose 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 have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.
²³ Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.	²³ I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.
²⁴ "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help?	²⁴ Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.
²⁵ Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?	²⁵ Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.
²⁶ But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.	²⁶ I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.
²⁷ My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.	²⁷ My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.
²⁸ I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.	²⁸ I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.
²⁹ I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.	²⁹ I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.
³⁰ My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.	³⁰ My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.
³¹ My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.	³¹ My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.

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