Job 30
1 But, now, they who are of fewer days than I, have poured derision upon me; whose fathers I refused—to set with the dogs of my flock.
| וְעַתָּה ׀ שָׂחֲקוּ עָלַי צְעִירִים מִמֶּנִּי לְיָמִים אֲשֶׁר־מָאַסְתִּי אֲבוֹתָם לָשִׁית עִם־כַּלְבֵי צֹאנִֽי׃ |
2 Even the strength of their hands, wherefore was it mine? Upon them, vigour was lost;
| גַּם־כֹּחַ יְדֵיהֶם לָמָּה לִּי עָלֵימוֹ אָבַד כָּֽלַח׃ |
3 In want and hunger, they were lean, —who used to gnaw the dry ground, a dark night of desolation!
| בְּחֶסֶר וּבְכָפָן גַּלְמוּד הַעֹרְקִים צִיָּה אֶמֶשׁ שׁוֹאָה וּמְשֹׁאָֽה׃ |
4 Who used to pluck off the mallow by the bushes, with the root of the broom for their food;
| הַקֹּטְפִים מַלּוּחַ עֲלֵי־שִׂיחַ וְשֹׁרֶשׁ רְתָמִים לַחְמָֽם׃ |
5 Out of the midst, were they driven, men shouted after them, as after a thief;
| מִן־גֵּו יְגֹרָשׁוּ יָרִיעוּ עָלֵימוֹ כַּגַּנָּֽב׃ |
6 In the fissures, of the ravines had they to dwell, in holes of dust and crags;
| בַּעֲרוּץ נְחָלִים לִשְׁכֹּן חֹרֵי עָפָר וְכֵפִֽים׃ |
7 Among the bushes, used they to shriek, Under the bramble, were they huddled together:
| בֵּין־שִׂיחִים יִנְהָקוּ תַּחַת חָרוּל יְסֻפָּֽחוּ׃ |
8 Sons of the base, yea sons of the nameless, they were scourged out of the land.
| בְּֽנֵי־נָבָל גַּם־בְּנֵי בְלִי־שֵׁם נִכְּאוּ מִן־הָאָֽרֶץ׃ |
9 But, now, their song, have I become, Yea I serve them for a byword;
| וְעַתָּה נְגִינָתָם הָיִיתִי וָאֱהִי לָהֶם לְמִלָּֽה׃ |
10 They abhor me—have put themselves far from me, and, from my face, have not withheld—spittle!
| תִּעֲבוּנִי רָחֲקוּ מֶנִּי וּמִפָּנַי לֹא־חָשְׂכוּ רֹֽק׃ |
11 Because, my girdle, he had loosened and had humbled me, therefore, the bridle—in my presence, cast they off;
| כִּֽי־[יִתְרִי] (יתרו) פִתַּח וַיְעַנֵּנִי וְרֶסֶן מִפָּנַי שִׁלֵּֽחוּ׃ |
12 On my right hand, the young brood rose up, —My feet, they thrust aside, and cast up against me their earthworks of destruction;
| עַל־יָמִין פִּרְחַח יָקוּמוּ רַגְלַי שִׁלֵּחוּ וַיָּסֹלּוּ עָלַי אׇרְחוֹת אֵידָֽם׃ |
13 They brake up my path, —My engulfing ruin, they helped forward, unaided;
| נָֽתְסוּ נְֽתִיבָתִי לְהַוָּתִי יֹעִילוּ לֹא עֹזֵר לָֽמוֹ׃ |
14 As through a wide breach, came they on, with a crashing noise, they rolled themselves along.
| כְּפֶרֶץ רָחָב יֶאֱתָיוּ תַּחַת שֹׁאָה הִתְגַּלְגָּֽלוּ׃ |
15 There are turned upon me terrors, —Chased away as with a wind, is mine abundance, and, as a cloud, hath passed away my prosperity.
| הׇהְפַּךְ עָלַי בַּלָּהוֹת תִּרְדֹּף כָּרוּחַ נְדִבָתִי וּכְעָב עָבְרָה יְשֻׁעָתִֽי׃ |
16 Now, therefore, over myself, my soul poureth itself out, There seize me days of affliction:
| וְעַתָּה עָלַי תִּשְׁתַּפֵּךְ נַפְשִׁי יֹאחֲזוּנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ |
17 Night, boreth, my bones, all over me, —and, my sinews, find no rest;
| לַיְלָה עֲצָמַי נִקַּר מֵעָלָי וְעֹרְקַי לֹא יִשְׁכָּבֽוּן׃ |
18 Most effectually, is my skin disfigured, —Like the collar of my tunic, it girdeth me about:
| בְּרׇב־כֹּחַ יִתְחַפֵּשׂ לְבוּשִׁי כְּפִי כֻתׇּנְתִּי יַאַזְרֵֽנִי׃ |
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
| הֹרָנִי לַחֹמֶר וָאֶתְמַשֵּׁל כֶּעָפָר וָאֵֽפֶר׃ |
20 I cry out for help unto thee, and thou dost not answer, I stand still, and thou dost gaze at me;
| אֲשַׁוַּע אֵלֶיךָ וְלֹא תַֽעֲנֵנִי עָמַדְתִּי וַתִּתְבֹּנֶן בִּֽי׃ |
21 Thou art turned to become a cruel one unto me, With the might of thy hand, thou assailest me;
| תֵּהָפֵךְ לְאַכְזָר לִי בְּעֹצֶם יָדְךָ תִשְׂטְמֵֽנִי׃ |
22 Thou liftest up me to the wind, thou carriest me away, and the storm maketh me faint;
| תִּשָּׂאֵנִי אֶל־רוּחַ תַּרְכִּיבֵנִי וּתְמֹגְגֵנִי (תשוה) [תּוּשִׁיָּֽה]׃ |
23 For I know that, unto death, thou wilt bring me back, even unto the house of meeting for every one living.
| כִּֽי־יָדַעְתִּי מָוֶת תְּשִׁיבֵנִי וּבֵית מוֹעֵד לְכׇל־חָֽי׃ |
24 Only, against a heap of ruins, will one not thrust a hand! Surely, when one is in calamity—for that very reason, is there an outcry for help.
| אַךְ לֹֽא־בְעִי יִשְׁלַח־יָד אִם־בְּפִידוֹ לָהֶן שֽׁוּעַ׃ |
25 Verily I wept, for him whose lot was hard, Grieved was my soul, for the needy.
| אִם־לֹא בָכִיתִי לִקְשֵׁה־יוֹם עָֽגְמָה נַפְשִׁי לָאֶבְיֽוֹן׃ |
26 Surely, for good, I looked, but there came in evil, And I waited for light, but there came in darkness;
| כִּי טוֹב קִוִּיתִי וַיָּבֹא רָע וַאֲיַחֲלָה לְאוֹר וַיָּבֹא אֹֽפֶל׃ |
27 I boiled within me, and rested not, There confronted me—days of affliction;
| מֵעַי רֻתְּחוּ וְלֹא־דָמּוּ קִדְּמֻנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ |
28 In gloom, I walked along, without sun, I arose—in the convocation, I cried out for help;
| קֹדֵר הִלַּכְתִּי בְּלֹא חַמָּה קַמְתִּי בַקָּהָל אֲשַׁוֵּֽעַ׃ |
29 A brother, became I to the brutes that howl, and a companion to the birds that screech:
| אָח הָיִיתִי לְתַנִּים וְרֵעַ לִבְנוֹת יַעֲנָֽה׃ |
30 My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat:
| עוֹרִי שָׁחַר מֵעָלָי וְעַצְמִי־חָרָה מִנִּי־חֹֽרֶב׃ |
31 Thus is attuned to mourning—my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.
| וַיְהִי לְאֵבֶל כִּנֹּרִי וְעֻגָבִי לְקוֹל בֹּכִֽים׃ |
