Job’s Reply (continued)
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 time desolate and waste.
30:4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots
for their meat.
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
earth, and in the rocks.
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 earth.
30:9 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
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
feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their
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 waters: in
the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
30:15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as
the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
30:16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of
affliction have taken hold upon me.
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 garment
changed: 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 hear me: I stand
up, and thou regardest me not.
30:21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand
thou opposest thyself against me.
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 death, and to
the house appointed for all living.
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 evil came unto me: and
when I waited for light, there came darkness.
30:27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of
affliction prevented me.
30:28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I
cried in the congregation.
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
30:31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into
the voice of them that weep.