Job Chapter 30
30:1 | But now [they that are] younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock. |
30:2 | Yea, whereto [might] the strength of their hands [profit] me, in whom old age was perished? |
30:3 | For want and famine [they were] solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former ![]() |
30:4 | Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots [for] their ![]() |
30:5 | They were driven forth from among [men], (they cried after them as [after] a thief;) |
30:6 | To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, [in] caves of the ![]() |
30:7 | Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together. |
30:8 | [They were] children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the ![]() |
30:9 | And now am I their song, ![]() |
30:10 | They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face. |
30:11 | Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me. |
30:12 | Upon [my] right [hand] rise the youth; they push away my ![]() |
30:13 | They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper. |
30:14 | They came [upon me] as a wide breaking in [of ![]() |
30:15 | Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a ![]() |
30:16 | And now my soul is poured out upon me; the ![]() |
30:17 | My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. |
30:18 | By the great force [of my disease] is my ![]() ![]() |
30:19 | He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
30:20 | I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me [not]. |
30:21 | Thou ![]() |
30:22 | Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride [upon it], and dissolvest my substance. |
30:23 | For I know [that] thou wilt bring me [to] ![]() ![]() |
30:24 | Howbeit he will not stretch out [his] hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction. |
30:25 | Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was [not] my soul grieved for the poor? |
30:26 | When I looked for good, then ![]() |
30:27 | My bowels boiled, and rested not: the ![]() |
30:28 | I went mourning without the ![]() |
30:29 | I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. |
30:30 | My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. |
30:31 | My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep. |