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Job, Chapter 30

¹ Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.

² “But now those younger than I mock me,
² “Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me?
Vigor had perished from them.
³ “From want and famine they are gaunt
Who gnaw the dry ground by night in waste and desolation,
⁴ Who pluck^amallow by the bushes,
And whose food is the root of the broom shrub.
⁵ “They are driven from the community;
They shout against them as against a thief,
⁶ So that they dwell in dreadful^bvalleys,
In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
⁷ “Among the bushes they^ccry out;
Under the nettles they are gathered together.
⁸ “^dFools, even^ethose without a name,
They were scourged from the land.
⁹ “And now I have become their^ftaunt,
I have even become a byword to them.
¹⁰ “They abhor me and stand aloof from me,
And they do not^grefrain from spitting at my face.
¹¹ “Because^hHe has loosedⁱHis^jbowstring and afflicted me,
They have cast off the bridle before me.
¹² “On the right hand their^kbrood arises;
They thrust aside my feet and build up against me their ways of destruction.
¹³ “They break up my path,
They profit^lfrom my destruction;
No one restrains them.
¹⁴ “As through a wide breach they come,
^mAmid the tempest they roll on.
¹⁵ “Terrors are turned against me;
They pursue myⁿhonor as the wind,
And my^oprosperity has passed away like a cloud.
¹⁶ “And now my soul is poured out^pwithin me;
Days of affliction have seized me.
¹⁷ “At night it pierces my bones^qwithin me,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
¹⁸ “By a great force my garment is distorted;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
¹⁹ “He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
²⁰ “I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You turn Your attention against me.
²¹ “You have^rbecome cruel to me;
With the might of Your hand You persecute me.
²² “You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride;
And You dissolve me in a storm.
²³ “For I know that You will bring me to death
And to the house of meeting for all living.
²⁴ “Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand,
Or in his disaster therefore cry out for help?
²⁵ “Have I not wept for the^sone whose life is hard?
Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
²⁶ “When I expected good, then evil came;
When I waited for light, then darkness came.
²⁷ “^tI am seething within and cannot relax;
Days of affliction confront me.
²⁸ “I go about^umourning without comfort;
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
²⁹ “I have become a brother to jackals
And a companion of ostriches.
³⁰ “My skin turns black^von me,
And my bones burn with^wfever.
³¹ “Therefore my harp^xis turned to mourning,
And my flute to the sound of those who weep.


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