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Job - ch 30 v 1 - 20
- But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
- Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished.
- They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.
- They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food.
- They are driven forth from the midst `of men'; They cry after them as after a thief;
- So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
- Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
- `They are' children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.
- And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
- They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
- For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
- Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
- They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, `Even' men that have no helper.
- As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves `upon me'.
- Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
- And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
- In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the `pains' that gnaw me take no rest.
- By `God's' great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
- He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
- I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
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