Job Chapter 30 of 42 about 2 min read

Job 30

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Verse 1. “But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to put with my sheep dogs.

Verse 2. What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?

Verse 3. Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.

Verse 4. They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.

Verse 5. They were banished from among men, shouted at like thieves,

Verse 6. so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.

Verse 7. They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.

Verse 8. A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.

Verse 9. And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.

Verse 10. They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

Verse 11. Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.

Verse 12. The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.

Verse 13. They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.

Verse 14. They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.

Verse 15. Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.

Verse 16. And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.

Verse 17. Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.

Verse 18. With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.

Verse 19. He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

Verse 20. I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.

Verse 21. You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.

Verse 22. You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.

Verse 23. Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.

Verse 24. Yet no one stretches out his hand against a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.

Verse 25. Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?

Verse 26. But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.

Verse 27. I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.

Verse 28. I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

Verse 29. I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.

Verse 30. My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.

Verse 31. My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.