Job Chapter 30 (Index)

001  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.

002  Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?

003  For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.

004  Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.

005  They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)

006  To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.

007  Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.

008  They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.

009  And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.

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

011  Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.

012  Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.

013  They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.

014  They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.

015  Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

016  And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

017  My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.

018  By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

019  He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.

020  I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.

021  Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.

022  Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

023  For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.

024  Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

025  Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

026  When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.

027  My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.

028  I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

029  I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.

030  My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

031  My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.