Job 30
1 But now the youngest have laughed me to scorn, now they reprove me in [their] turn, whose fathers I set at nothing; whom I did not deem worthy [to be with] my shepherd dogs.
But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
2 Yes, why had I the strength of their hands? for them the full term [of life] was lost.
Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? men in whom ripe age is perished.
3 [One is] childless in lack and famine, [such as] they that fled but lately the distress and misery of drought.
They are gaunt with want and famine; they gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.
4 Who compass the salt places on the sounding [shore], who had salt [herbs] for their food, and were dishonourable and of no repute, in lack of every good thing; who also ate roots of trees by reason of great hunger.
They pluck salt-wort with wormwood; and the roots of the broom are their food.
5 Thieves have risen up against me,
They are driven forth from the midst of men; they cry after them as after a thief.
6 whose houses were the caves of the rocks, who lived under the wild shrubs.
In the clefts of the valleys must they dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7 They will cry out amongst the rustling [bushes].
Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they are gathered together.
8 [They are] sons of fools and vile men, [whose] name and glory [are] quenched from off the earth.
They are children of churls, yea, children of ignoble men; they were scourged out of the land.
9 But now I am their music, and they have me for a byword.
And now I am become their song, yea, I am a byword unto them.
10 And they stood aloof and abhorred me, and spared not to spit in my face.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
11 For he has opened his quiver and afflicted me: they also have cast off the restraint of my presence.
For He hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, and they have cast off the bridle before me.
12 They have risen up against [me] on the right hand of [their] offspring; they have stretched out their foot, and directed against me the ways of their destruction.
Upon my right hand rise the brood; they entangle my feet, and they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
13 My paths are ruined; for they have stripped off my raiment: he has shot at me with his weapons.
They break up my path, they further my calamity, even men that have no helper.
14 And he has pleaded against me as he will: I am overwhelmed with pains.
As through a wide breach they come; in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.
15 My pains return upon [me]; my hope is gone like the wind, and my safety as a cloud.
Terrors are turned upon me, they chase mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
16 Even now my life shall be poured forth upon me; and days of anguish seize me.
And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17 And by night my bones are confounded; and my sinews are relaxed.
In the night my bones are pierced, and fall from me, and my sinews take no rest.
18 With great force [my disease] has taken hold of my garment: it has compassed me as the collar of my coat.
By the great force of my disease is my garment disfigured; it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19 And you have counted me as clay; my portion in dust and ashes.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
20 And I have cried to you, but you hear me not: but they stood still, and observed me.
I cry unto Thee, and Thou dost not answer me; I stand up, and Thou lookest at me.
21 They attacked me also without mercy: you have scourged me with a strong hand.
Thou art turned to be cruel to me; with the might of Thy hand Thou hatest me.
22 And you have put me to grief, and have cast me away from safety.
Thou liftest me up to the wind, Thou causest me to ride upon it; and Thou dissolvest my substance.
23 For I know that death will destroy me: for the earth is the house [appointed] for every mortal.
For I know that Thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 Oh then that I might lay hands upon myself, or at least ask another, and he should do this for me.
Surely none shall put forth his hand to a ruinous heap, neither because of these things shall help come in one's calamity,
25 Yet I wept over every helpless man; I groaned when I saw a man in distress.
If I have not wept for him that was in trouble, and if my soul grieved not for the needy.
26 But I, when I waited for good things, behold, days of evils came the more upon me.
Yet, when I looked for good, there came evil; and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My belly boiled, and would not cease: the days of poverty prevented me.
Mine inwards boil, and rest not; days of affliction are come upon me.
28 I went mourning without restraint: and I have stood and cried out in the assembly.
I go mourning without the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am become a brother of monsters, and a companion of ostriches.
I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
30 And my skin has been greatly blackened, and my bones are burnt with heat.
My skin is black, and falleth from me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31 My harp also has been turned into mourning, and my song into my weeping.
Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
