Job 30

¹But 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.🔗🔍
²Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?🔗🔍
³For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.🔗🔍
⁴Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.🔗🔍
⁵They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)🔗🔍
⁶To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.🔗🔍
⁷Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.🔗🔍
⁸They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.🔗🔍
⁹And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.🔗🔍
¹⁰They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.🔗🔍
¹¹Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.🔗🔍
¹²Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.🔗🔍
¹³They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.🔗🔍
¹⁴They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.🔗🔍
¹⁵Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.🔗🔍
¹⁶And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.🔗🔍
¹⁷My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.🔗🔍
¹⁸By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.🔗🔍
¹⁹He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.🔗🔍
²⁰I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.🔗🔍
²¹Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.🔗🔍
²²Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.🔗🔍
²³For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.🔗🔍
²⁴Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.🔗🔍
²⁵Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?🔗🔍
²⁶When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.🔗🔍
²⁷My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.🔗🔍
²⁸I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.🔗🔍
²⁹I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.🔗🔍
³⁰My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.🔗🔍
³¹My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.🔗🔍