YLT - Job - 30

30:1  And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.

30:2  Also--the power of their hands, why is it to me? On them hath old age perished.

30:3  With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,

30:4  Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots is their food.

30:5  From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),

30:6  In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.

30:7  Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.

30:8  Sons of folly--even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.

30:9  And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.

30:10  They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.

30:11  Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.

30:12  On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.

30:13  They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'

30:14  As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.

30:15  He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.

30:16  And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

30:17  At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

30:18  By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.

30:19  Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

30:20  I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.

30:21  Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me.

30:22  Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest--Thou levellest me.

30:23  For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And to the house appointed for all living.

30:24  Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.

30:25  Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.

30:26  When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh.

30:27  My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.

30:28  Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.

30:29  A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.

30:30  My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,

30:31  And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.