Job 30:1
“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to put with my sheep dogs.
Job 30:2
What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?
Job 30:3
Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and 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 among men, shouted at like thieves,
Job 30:6
so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
Job 30:7
They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.
Job 30:8
A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.
Job 30:9
And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
Job 30:10
They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
Job 30:11
Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
Job 30:12
The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.
Job 30:13
They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.
Job 30:14
They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.
Job 30:15
Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
Job 30:16
And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.
Job 30:17
Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.
Job 30:18
With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
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; when I stand up, You merely look at me.
Job 30:21
You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.
Job 30:22
You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
Job 30:23
Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
Job 30:24
Yet no one stretches out his hand against a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
Job 30:25
Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
Job 30:26
But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.
Job 30:27
I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
Job 30:28
I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
Job 30:29
I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.
Job 30:30
My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
Job 30:31
My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.