Job 30

Job 30:1 But now they ridicule me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have rejected as tenders of my sheep dogs.

Job 30:2 What use to me was the strength of their hands? Their vigor was gone from them.

Job 30:3 Emaciated from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, the desolate wasteland by night.

Job 30:4 They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.

Job 30:5 They were banished from human society; people shouted at them as if they were thieves.

Job 30:6 They are living on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.

Job 30:7 They bray among the shrubs; they huddle beneath the thistles.

Job 30:8 Stupid men, without even a name. They were forced to leave the land.

Job 30:9 Now I am mocked by their songs; I have become an object of scorn to them.

Job 30:10 They abhor me and keep their distance from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

Job 30:11 Because God has loosened my bowstring and oppressed me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.

Job 30:12 The rabble rise at my right; they trap my feet and construct their siege ramp against me.

Job 30:13 They tear up my path; they contribute to my destruction, without anyone to help them.

Job 30:14 They advance as through a gaping breach; they keep rolling in through the ruins.

Job 30:15 Terrors are turned loose against me; they chase my dignity away like the wind, and my prosperity has passed by like a cloud.

Job 30:16 Now my throat is poured out within me, and days of suffering have seized me.

Job 30:17 Night pierces my bones, but my gnawing pains never rest.

Job 30:18 My clothing is distorted with great force; he chokes me by the neck of my garment.

Job 30:19 He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

Job 30:20 I cry out to you for help, but you do not answer me; when I stand up, you merely look at me.

Job 30:21 You have turned against me with cruelty; you harass me with your strong hand.

Job 30:22 You lift me on the wind and make me ride it; you scatter me in the storm.

Job 30:23 Yes, I know that you will lead me to death—the place appointed for all who live.

Job 30:24 Yet no one would send out his hand against a ruined person when he cries out to him for help because of his distress.

Job 30:25 Have I not wept for those who have fallen on hard times? Has my throat not grieved for the needy?

Job 30:26 But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness came.

Job 30:27 I am churning within and cannot rest; days of suffering confront me.

Job 30:28 I walk about darkened, but not by the sun. I stood in the assembly and cried out for help.

Job 30:29 I have become a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.

Job 30:30 My skin darkens and flakes off, and my bones burn with fever.

Job 30:31 My lyre is used for mourning, and my flute to make the sound of weeping.

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