Job’s honor turned to contempt
30:1 But now those that are younger than I laughed at me, whose fathers I would have loathed to have set with the dogs of my flock.
30:2 Also what might the strength of their hands profit me, had vanished with old age?
30:3 They were lonely with want and hunger; those who gnaw the dry ground [that was] recently ravaged and wasted.
30:4 [those] plucking mallowsמַלּוּחַ
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30:5 They are driven out from among men, (they shouted against them like after a thief;)
30:6 To live in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
30:7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the weeds they were huddled together.
30:8 They were sons of fools, yes, sons without honor: they were flogged out of the land.
30:9 And now I am their song, yes, I am their byword.
30:10 They despise me, distance themselves from me, and don’t with hold spitting in my face.
30:11 Because He has loosened His bow string, and afflicted me, they have also thrown off the bridle in my presence.
30:12 On [my] right hand the youth rise up; they dismiss my steps, and they raise their ways of destruction against me.
30:13 They tear down my path, they profit my ruin, they have no support.
30:14 They come on me like a wide breaking [of waves]: in the devastation they rolled themselves on me.
Job’s prosperity becomes calamity
30:15 Terrors are turned on me: they pursue my soul like the wind: and my deliverance passes over like a cloud.
30:16 And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
30:17 The night pierced my bones: and my nerves take no rest.
30:18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it chokes me like the collar of my coat.
30:19 [He has] thrown me into the clay, and I have become like dust and ashes.
30:20 I cry to You, and You don’t answer me: I stand up, and you don’t recognize me.
30:21 You have become cruel to me: with Your strong hand You hate me.
30:22 You lift me up to the wind; You cause me to ride on [it], and You melt my substance.
30:23 Because I know that You will return me to death, and to the house designated for all living.
30:24 Indeed He won’t stretch out his hand to the garbage heap, though they cry for help in their misfortune.
30:25 Didn’t I weep for him that was in trouble? wasn’t my soul grieved for the poor?
30:26 When I looked for good, then evil came: and when I waited for light, then darkness came .
30:27 My bowels boiled, and didn’t rest: the days of affliction stopped me.
30:28 I go in mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried out in the congregation.
30:29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to the daughters of unclean birds.
30:30 My skin is black on me, and my bones are dried out from heat.
30:31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my flute into the voice of those that weep.
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