Job30:1 Job's Wealth Now Poverty "But now they mock at me, men younger than I, Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.
Job30:2 Indeed, what profit is the strength of their hands to me? Their vigor has perished.
Job30:3 They are gaunt from want and famine, Fleeing late to the wilderness, desolate and waste,
Job30:4 Who pluck mallow by the bushes, And broom tree roots for their food.
Job30:5 They were driven out from among men, They shouted at them as at a thief.
Job30:6 They had to live in the clefts of the valleys, In caves of the earth and the rocks.
Job30:7 Among the bushes they brayed, Under the nettles they nestled.
Job30:8 They were sons of fools, Yes, sons of vile men; They were scourged from the land.
Job30:9 And now I am their taunting song; Yes, I am their byword.
Job30:10 They abhor me, they keep far from me; They do not hesitate to spit in my face.
Job30:11 Because He has loosed my bowstring and afflicted me, They have cast off restraint before me.
Job30:12 At my right hand the rabble arises; They push away my feet, And they raise against me their ways of destruction.
Job30:13 They break up my path, They promote my calamity; They have no helper.
Job30:14 They come as broad breakers; Under the ruinous storm they roll along.
Job30:15 Terrors are turned upon me; They pursue my honor as the wind, And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
Job30:16 And now my soul is poured out because of my plight; The days of affliction take hold of me.
Job30:17 My bones are pierced in me at night, And my gnawing pains take no rest.
Job30:18 By great force my garment is disfigured; It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
Job30:19 He has cast me into the mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
Job30:20 I cry out to You, but You do not answer me; I stand up, and You regard me.
Job30:21 But You have become cruel to me; With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
Job30:22 You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it; You spoil my success.
Job30:23 For I know that You will bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living.
Job30:24 Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins, If they cry out when He destroys it.
Job30:25 Have I not wept for him who was in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
Job30:26 But when I looked for good, evil came to me; And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
Job30:27 My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest; Days of affliction confront me.
Job30:28 I go about mourning, but not in the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
Job30:29 I am a brother of jackals, And a companion of ostriches.
Job30:30 My skin grows black and falls from me; My bones burn with fever.
Job30:31 My harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the voice of those who weep.