Job 30
1 "But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
| וְעַתָּה ׀ שָֽׂחֲקוּ עָלַי צְעִירִים מִמֶּנִּי לְיָמִים אֲשֶׁר־מָאַסְתִּי אֲבוֹתָם לָשִׁית עִם־כַּלְבֵי צֹאנִֽי׃ |
2 Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
| גַּם־כֹּחַ יְדֵיהֶם לָמָּה לִּי עָלֵימוֹ אָבַד כָּֽלַח׃ |
3 They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
| בְּחֶסֶר וּבְכָפָן גַּלְמוּד הַֽעֹרְקִים צִיָּה אֶמֶשׁ שׁוֹאָה וּמְשֹׁאָֽה׃ |
4 They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom are their food.
| הַקֹּטְפִים מַלּוּחַ עֲלֵי־שִׂיחַ וְשֹׁרֶשׁ רְתָמִים לַחְמָֽם׃ |
5 They are driven out from the midst of men. They cry after them as after a thief;
| מִן־גֵּו יְגֹרָשׁוּ יָרִיעוּ עָלֵימוֹ כַּגַּנָּֽב׃ |
6 So that they dwell in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
| בַּעֲרוּץ נְחָלִים לִשְׁכֹּן חֹרֵי עָפָר וְכֵפִֽים׃ |
7 Among the bushes they bray; and under the nettles they are gathered together.
| בֵּין־שִׂיחִים יִנְהָקוּ תַּחַת חָרוּל יְסֻפָּֽחוּ׃ |
8 They are children of fools, yes, children of base men. They were flogged out of the land.
| בְּֽנֵי־נָבָל גַּם־בְּנֵי בְלִי־שֵׁם נִכְּאוּ מִן־הָאָֽרֶץ׃ |
9 "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
| וְעַתָּה נְגִינָתָם הָיִיתִי וָאֱהִי לָהֶם לְמִלָּֽה׃ |
10 They abhor me, they keep their distance from me, and do not hesitate to spit in my face.
| תִּֽעֲבוּנִי רָחֲקוּ מֶנִּי וּמִפָּנַי לֹא־חָשְׂכוּ רֹֽק׃ |
11 For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
| כִּֽי־יתרו יִתְרִי פִתַּח וַיְעַנֵּנִי וְרֶסֶן מִפָּנַי שִׁלֵּֽחוּ׃ |
12 On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.
| עַל־יָמִין פִּרְחַח יָקוּמוּ רַגְלַי שִׁלֵּחוּ וַיָּסֹלּוּ עָלַי אָרְחוֹת אֵידָֽם׃ |
13 They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, without anyone's help.
| נָתְסוּ נְֽתִיבָתִי לְהַוָּתִי יֹעִילוּ לֹא עֹזֵר לָֽמוֹ׃ |
14 As through a wide breach they come, in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.
| כְּפֶרֶץ רָחָב יֶאֱתָיוּ תַּחַת שֹׁאָה הִתְגַּלְגָּֽלוּ׃ |
15 Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
| הָהְפַּךְ עָלַי בַּלָּהוֹת תִּרְדֹּף כָּרוּחַ נְדִבָתִי וּכְעָב עָבְרָה יְשֻׁעָתִֽי׃ |
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
| וְעַתָּה עָלַי תִּשְׁתַּפֵּךְ נַפְשִׁי יֹאחֲזוּנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ |
17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
| לַיְלָה עֲצָמַי נִקַּר מֵעָלָי וְעֹרְקַי לֹא יִשְׁכָּבֽוּן׃ |
18 By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
| בְּרָב־כֹּחַ יִתְחַפֵּשׂ לְבוּשִׁי כְּפִי כֻתָּנְתִּי יַֽאַזְרֵֽנִי׃ |
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
| הֹרָנִי לַחֹמֶר וָאֶתְמַשֵּׁל כֶּעָפָר וָאֵֽפֶר׃ |
20 I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
| אֲשַׁוַּע אֵלֶיךָ וְלֹא תַעֲנֵנִי עָמַדְתִּי וַתִּתְבֹּנֶן בִּֽי׃ |
21 You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.
| תֵּהָפֵךְ לְאַכְזָר לִי בְּעֹצֶם יָדְךָ תִשְׂטְמֵֽנִי׃ |
22 You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
| תִּשָּׂאֵנִי אֶל־רוּחַ תַּרְכִּיבֵנִי וּתְמֹגְגֵנִי תשוה תּוּשִׁיָּֽה׃ |
23 For I know that you will bring me to death, To the house appointed for all living.
| כִּֽי־יָדַעְתִּי מָוֶת תְּשִׁיבֵנִי וּבֵית מוֹעֵד לְכָל־חָֽי׃ |
24 "However doesn't one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
| אַךְ לֹא־בְעִי יִשְׁלַח־יָד אִם־בְּפִידוֹ לָהֶן שֽׁוּעַ׃ |
25 Did I not weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn't my soul grieved for the needy?
| אִם־לֹא בָכִיתִי לִקְשֵׁה־יוֹם עָֽגְמָה נַפְשִׁי לָאֶבְיֽוֹן׃ |
26 When I looked for good, then evil came; When I waited for light, there came darkness.
| כִּי טוֹב קִוִּיתִי וַיָּבֹא רָע וַֽאֲיַחֲלָה לְאוֹר וַיָּבֹא אֹֽפֶל׃ |
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
| מֵעַי רֻתְּחוּ וְלֹא־דָמּוּ קִדְּמֻנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ |
28 I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
| קֹדֵר הִלַּכְתִּי בְּלֹא חַמָּה קַמְתִּי בַקָּהָל אֲשַׁוֵּֽעַ׃ |
29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
| אָח הָיִיתִי לְתַנִּים וְרֵעַ לִבְנוֹת יַעֲנָֽה׃ |
30 My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
| עוֹרִי שָׁחַר מֵעָלָי וְעַצְמִי־חָרָה מִנִּי־חֹֽרֶב׃ |
31 Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
| וַיְהִי לְאֵבֶל כִּנֹּרִי וְעֻגָבִי לְקוֹל בֹּכִֽים׃ |
