Job β Chapter 30
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1But 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.β2Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?β3For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.β4Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.β5They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)β6To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.β7Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.β8They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.β9And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.β10They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.β11Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.β12Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.β13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.β14They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.β15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.β16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.β17My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.β18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.β19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.β20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.β21Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.β22Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.β23For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.β24Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.β25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?β26When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.β27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.β28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.β29I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.β30My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.β31My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.β