Job 30

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	Peshitta
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.	1 ܘܗܫܐ ܗܐ ܓܚܟܘ ܥܠܝ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܒܨܝܪ̈ܝܢ ܡܢܝ ܒܝ̈ܘܡܬܐ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܐܢܐ ܐܣܠܝܬ ܠܐ̈ܒܗܝܗܘܢ ܘܠܐ ܚܫܒܬ ܐܢܘܢ ܥܡ ܟ̈ܠܒܐ ܕܥܢܝ
2 Such strength as they had, to me meant nought; they were utterly destitute.	2 ܘܚܝܠܐ ܕܐ̈ܝܕܝܗܘܢ ܠܡܢܐ ܐ̇ܙܠ ܗܘܐ ܠܝ ܕܥܠܝܗܘܢ ܐܒܝܕ ܟܠܗ ܥܘܫܢܐ
3 In want and hunger was their lot, they who fled to the parched wastelands:
4 They plucked saltwort and shrubs; the roots of the broom plant were their food.
5 They were banished from among men, with an outcry like that against a thief--	5 ܘܒܩܛܝܪܐ ܢܒܥ ܥܠܝܗܘܢ ܐܝܟ ܓܢܒܐ ܒܥܘܫܢܐ ܕܪ̈ܓܠܬܐ
6 To dwell on the slopes of the wadies, in caves of sand and stone;	6 ܠܡܫܪܐ ܒܚ̈ܘܠܢܐ ܕܥܦܪܐ ܘܟܐ̈ܦܐ
7 Among the bushes they raised their raucous cry; under the nettles they huddled together.	7 ܘܬܚܝܬ ܫܩܝ̈ܦܐ ܘܬܚܝܬ ܚ̈ܓܐ
8 Irresponsible, nameless men, they were driven out of the land.	8 ܢܣܬܚܦܘܢ ܒ̈ܢܝܐ ܫ̈ܛܝܐ ܥܡ ܒ̈ܢܝܐ ܥ̇ܘ̈ܠܐ ܬܡܢ ܢܬܡܟܟܘܢ ܡܢ ܐܪܥܐ
9 Yet now they sing of me in mockery; I am become a byword among them.	9 ܘܗܫܐ ܪܢܝܗܘܢ ܗܘܝܬ ܘܗܘܝܬ ܠܗܘܢ ܠܬܡܗܐ
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, they do not hesitate to spit in my face!	10 ܐܣܠܝܘܢܝ ܘܐܬܪܚܩܘ ܡܢܝ ܘܡܢ ܐ̈ܦܝ ܠܐ ܚܣܟܘ ܪܘܩܐ
11 Indeed, they have loosed their bonds; they lord it over me, and have thrown off restraint in my presence.	11 ܡܛܠ ܕܒܬܪܝ ܫܪܝܘ ܘܡܟܟܘܢܝ ܘܦܓܘܕܬܗ ܒܦܘܡܝ ܐܪܡܝܘ
12 To subvert my paths they rise up; they build their approaches for my ruin.	12 ܥܠ ܝܡܝܢܝ ܩܡܘ ܘܥܪܩܠܘ ܪ̈ܓܠܝ ܘܥܪܩܠܘܢܝ ܒܫܒ̈ܝܠܐ ܕܐܘܪ̈ܚܬܗܘܢ
13 To destroy me, they attack with none to stay them;	13 ܘܫܒ̈ܝܠܝ ܥܪܩܠܘ ܣܪܝܩܐܝܬ ܘܥܠ ܡܐ ܕܗܘܢܝ ܚܕܝܘ ܘܠܗܘܢ ܠܐ ܢܗܘܐ ܥܘܕܪܢ
14 as through a wide breach they advance. Amid the uproar they come on in waves;	14 ܐܝܟ ܬܘܪܥܬܐ ܪܒܬܐ ܢܐܬܘܢ ܘܬܚܝܬ ܥܠܥܠܐ ܢܬܬܒܪܘܢ
15 over me rolls the terror. My dignity is borne off on the wind, and my welfare vanishes like a cloud.	15 ܕܐܗܦܟܘ ܥܠܝ ܕܠܘܚܝܐ ܘܪܕܦܘ ܐܝܟ ܪܘܚܐ ܫܒܝ̈ܠܝ ܘܐܝܟ ܥܢܢܐ ܕܥܒܪܐ ܦܘܪܩܢܝ
16 My soul ebbs away from me;	16 ܘܗܫܐ ܐܬܛܪܦܬ ܢܦܫܝ ܘܚܕܪ̈ܘܢܝ ܝܘܡ̈ܝ ܡܘܟܟܝ
17 My frame takes no rest by night; my inward parts seethe and will not be stilled.	17 ܒܠܠܝܐ ܓܪ̈ܡܝ ܝܩܪܘ ܥܠܝ ܘܓܘܫܡܝ ܠܐ ܫܪܐ ܒܣܘܓܐܐ ܕܚܝܠܐ
18 One with great power lays hold of my clothing; by the collar of my tunic he seizes me:	18 ܐܬܠܒܫܬ ܠܒܘܫܝ ܘܐܬܚܙܩܬ ܒܟܘܬܝܢܝ
19 He has cast me into the mire; I am leveled with the dust and ashes.	19 ܐܕܡܝܘܢܝ ܠܛܝܢܐ ܘܐܬܡܬܠܬ ܐܝܟ ܥܦܪܐ ܘܩܛܡܐ
20 I cry to you, but you do not answer me; you stand off and look at me,	20 ܐܓܥܐ ܠܘܬܟ ܘܠܐ ܬܥܢܝܢܝ ܩܡܬ ܘܐܬܒܝܢܬ ܒܝ
21 Then you turn upon me without mercy and with your strong hand you buffet me.	21 ܘܥܒܕܬܢܝ ܠܟ ܒܥܠܕܒܒܐ ܘܒܥܘܫܢܐ ܕܐ̈ܝܕܝܟ ܣܛܡܬܢܝ
22 You raise me up and drive me before the wind; I am tossed about by the tempest.	22 ܘܫܩܠܬܢܝ ܘܐܪܒܥܬܢܝ ܥܠ ܪܘܚܐ ܘܡܟܟܬܢܝ ܘܐܕܘܝܬܢܝ
23 Indeed I know you will turn me back in death to the destined place of everyone alive.	23 ܡܟܝܠ ܝ̇ܕܥ ܐܢܐ ܕܡܢ ܡܘܬܐ ܬܗܦܟܢܝ ܠܒܝܬ ܘܥܕܐ ܕܟܠܗܘܢ ܚ̈ܝܐ
24 Yet should not a hand be held out to help a wretched man in his calamity?	24 ܒܪܡ ܠܐ ܥܠܝ ܢܘܫܛ ܐܝܕܗ ܘܡܐ ܕܓܥܝܬ ܠܘܬܗ ܢܦܪܩܢܝ
25 Or have I not wept for the hardships of others; was not my soul grieved for the destitute?	25 ܒܟܝܬ ܥܠ ܡܣܟܢܐ ܒܐܝܡܡܐ ܘܢܦܫܝ ܐܬܛܪܦܬ ܥܠ ܒ̇ܝܫܐ
26 Yet when I looked for good, then evil came; when I expected light, then came darkness.	26 ܣܟܝܬ ܠܛܒܬܐ ܘܐܬܬ ܒܝܫܬܐ ܣܟܝܬ ܠܢܘܗܪܐ ܘܐܬܐ ܥܡܛܢܐ
27 days of affliction have overtaken me.	27 ܡ̈ܥܝ ܐܬܕܠܚܘ ܘܠܐ ܫܠܝܘ ܩ̇ܕܡܘܢܝ ܝܘܡ̈ܬܐ ܕܡܘܟܟܝ
28 I go about in gloom, without the sun; I rise up in public to voice my grief.	28 ܟܡܝܪܐܝܬ ܗܠܟܬ ܕܠܐ ܚܡܬܐ ܩܡܬ ܒܟܢܘܫܝܐ ܘܒܟܝܬ
29 I have become the brother of jackals, companion to the ostrich.	29 ܐܚܐ ܗܘܝܬ ܠܝܪ̈ܘܪܐ ܘܪܚܡܐ ܠܒܢ̈ܬ ܢܥܡ̈ܐ
30 My blackened skin falls away from me; the heat scorches my very frame.	30 ܡܫܟܝ ܩܦܘܕ ܥܠܝ ܘܓܪ̈ܡܝ ܣܛܘ ܐܝܟ ܕܒܫܘܒܐ
31 My harp is turned to mourning, and my reed pipe to sounds of weeping.	31 ܗܘܐ ܟܢܪܝ ܠܐܒܠܐ ܘܙܡܪܝ ܠܩܠܐ ܕܒܟܬܐ