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Job - ch 30 v 1 - 20
- "But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
- Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
- They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
- They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom are their food.
- They are driven out from the midst of men. They cry after them as after a thief;
- So that they dwell in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
- Among the bushes they bray; and under the nettles they are gathered together.
- They are children of fools, yes, children of base men. They were flogged out of the land.
- "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
- They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don't hesitate to spit in my face.
- For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
- On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.
- They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, without anyone's help.
- As through a wide breach they come, in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.
- Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
- "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
- In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
- By great force is my garment disfigured. It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
- He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
- I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
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