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Job|30:1|-|But now those who are younger than IHold me in derision,
Those whose fathers I disdainedTo put with the dogs of my flock.
Job|30:2|-|Indeed, what good is the strength of their hands to me?Their vigor has perished from them.
Job|30:3|-|Withered up through want and hunger,They gnaw at the dry ground,
A gloom of waste and desolation.
Job|30:4|-|They pick the mallow upon the bushes,And the roots of the broom shrub are their food.
Job|30:5|-|They are driven from the company of men;Men cry after them as after a thief;
Job|30:6|-|So that they must dwell in the most dreadful ravines,In caves of the earth and in the rocks.
Job|30:7|-|Among the bushes they bray;Under the nettles they huddle.
Job|30:8|-|Sons of fools, indeed sons of nameless men,They have been stricken from the land.
Job|30:9|-|And now I have become their song,And I am a |a|byword to them.
Job|30:10|-|They abhor me; they stand aloof from me;And they do not withhold their spit from my face.
Job|30:11|-|For He has loosened |1|my cord and afflicted me;Therefore they have cast off restraint in my presence.
Job|30:12|-|At my right hand a brood rises up;They send my feet running
And cast up against me their ways of destruction.
Job|30:13|-|They break up my path;They promote my calamity,
Though there is no profit to them.
Job|30:14|-|As through a wide breach they come in;Amid the ruin they roll on.
Job|30:15|-|Terrors are turned upon me;My honor is pursued as by a wind,
And my prosperity passes away like a |a|cloud.
Job|30:16|-|And now my |a|soul is poured out within me;Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
Job|30:17|-|The night rends my bones from me,And my gnawing pains do not rest.
Job|30:18|-|With great force my garments are distorted;It binds me like the collar of my coat.
Job|30:19|-|He has cast me into the mire,And I am like |a|dust and ashes.
Job|30:20|-|I cry unto You, but You do not answer me;I stand up, and You stare at me.
Job|30:21|-|You have turned to become cruel to me;With the might of Your hand You pursue me.
Job|30:22|-|You lift me up into the wind; You make me ride on it;And You dissolve me in the storm.
Job|30:23|-|For I know that You will bring me into death,And to the |a|house appointed for all living.
Job|30:24|-|Nevertheless does not a man put forth his hand when he falls,Or because of his disaster therefore cry out?
Job|30:25|-|Did I not weep for him who had hard days?Was my soul not grieved for the needy?
Job|30:26|-|When I expected good, evil came;And when I waited for light, darkness came.
Job|30:27|-|My inward parts are in turmoil and are not still;Days of affliction have drawn near to me.
Job|30:28|-|I go about in sunless mourning.I rise up in the congregation; I cry for help.
Job|30:29|-|I am a brother to jackalsAnd a companion to ostriches.
Job|30:30|-|My skin is black and falling from me,And my bones burn with heat.
Job|30:31|-|My lyre has become mourning,And my pipe, the voice of those who weep.
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