CPDV - Job - 30

30:1  But now, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock,

30:2  the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.

30:3  They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.

30:4  And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.

30:5  They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry.

30:6  They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.

30:7  They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.

30:8  These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.

30:9  Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.

30:10  They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.

30:11  For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.

30:12  Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves.

30:13  They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.

30:14  They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.

30:15  I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.

30:16  But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.

30:17  At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.

30:18  By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat.

30:19  I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.

30:20  I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.

30:21  You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.

30:22  You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.

30:23  I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.

30:24  Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.

30:25  Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.

30:26  I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.

30:27  My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.

30:28  I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.

30:29  I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.

30:30  My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.

30:31  My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.