Job30:1 "But now they make sport of me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
Job30:2 What could I gain from the strength of their hands? All their vigor is gone.
Job30:3 Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground,
Job30:4 they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of broom.
Job30:5 They are driven out from society; people shout after them as after a thief.
Job30:6 In the gullies of wadis they must live, in holes in the ground, and in the rocks.
Job30:7 Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.
Job30:8 A senseless, disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
Job30:9 "And now they mock me in song; I am a byword to them.
Job30:10 They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
Job30:11 Because God has loosed my bowstring and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
Job30:12 On my right hand the rabble rise up; they send me sprawling, and build roads for my ruin.
Job30:13 They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.
Job30:14 As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
Job30:15 Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
Job30:16 "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
Job30:17 The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
Job30:18 With violence he seizes my garment; he grasps me by the collar of my tunic.
Job30:19 He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
Job30:20 I cry to you and you do not answer me; I stand, and you merely look at me.
Job30:21 You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me.
Job30:22 You lift me up on the wind, you make me ride on it, and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
Job30:23 I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Job30:24 "Surely one does not turn against the needy, when in disaster they cry for help.
Job30:25 Did I not weep for those whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
Job30:26 But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
Job30:27 My inward parts are in turmoil, and are never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
Job30:28 I go about in sunless gloom; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
Job30:29 I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
Job30:30 My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
Job30:31 My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.