JPS - Job - 30

30:1  But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

30:2  Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? men in whom ripe age is perished.

30:3  They are gaunt with want and famine; they gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.

30:4  They pluck salt-wort with wormwood; and the roots of the broom are their food.

30:5  They are driven forth from the midst of men; they cry after them as after a thief.

30:6  In the clefts of the valleys must they dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.

30:7  Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they are gathered together.

30:8  They are children of churls, yea, children of ignoble men; they were scourged out of the land.

30:9  And now I am become their song, yea, I am a byword unto them.

30:10  They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.

30:11  For He hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, and they have cast off the bridle before me.

30:12  Upon my right hand rise the brood; they entangle my feet, and they cast up against me their ways of destruction.

30:13  They break up my path, they further my calamity, even men that have no helper.

30:14  As through a wide breach they come; in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.

30:15  Terrors are turned upon me, they chase mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away as a cloud.

30:16  And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

30:17  In the night my bones are pierced, and fall from me, and my sinews take no rest.

30:18  By the great force of my disease is my garment disfigured; it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

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 answer me; I stand up, and Thou lookest at me.

30:21  Thou art turned to be cruel to me; with the might of Thy hand Thou hatest me.

30:22  Thou liftest me up to the wind, Thou causest me to ride upon it; and Thou dissolvest my substance.

30:23  For I know that Thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.

30:24  Surely none shall put forth his hand to a ruinous heap, neither because of these things shall help come in one's calamity,

30:25  If I have not wept for him that was in trouble, and if my soul grieved not for the needy.

30:26  Yet, when I looked for good, there came evil; and when I waited for light, there came darkness.

30:27  Mine inwards boil, and rest not; days of affliction are come upon me.

30:28  I go mourning without the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

30:29  I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.

30:30  My skin is black, and falleth from me, and my bones are burned with heat.

30:31  Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep.