Job 30 — ASV

30Verse 1But now they that are younger than I have me in derision,Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
^{Verse 2}Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me?
Men in whom ripe age is perished.
^{Verse 3}They are gaunt with want and famine;
They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.
^{Verse 4}They pluck salt-wort by the bushes;
And the roots of the broom are their food.
^{Verse 5}They are driven forth from the midst of men;
They cry after them as after a thief;
^{Verse 6}So that they dwell in frightful valleys,
In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
^{Verse 7}Among the bushes they bray;
Under the nettles they are gathered together.
^{Verse 8}They are children of fools, yea, children of base men;
They were scourged out of the land.^{Verse 9}And now I am become their song,
Yea, I am a byword unto them.
^{Verse 10}They abhor me, they stand aloof from me,
And spare not to spit in my face.
^{Verse 11}For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me;
And they have cast off the bridle before me.
^{Verse 12}Upon my right hand rise the rabble;
They thrust aside my feet,
And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
^{Verse 13}They mar my path,
They set forward my calamity,
Even men that have no helper.
^{Verse 14}As through a wide breach they come:
In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.
^{Verse 15}Terrors are turned upon me;
They chase mine honor as the wind;
And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.^{Verse 16}And now my soul is poured out within me;Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
^{Verse 17}In the night season my bones are pierced in me,
And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
^{Verse 18}By God’s great force is my garment disfigured;
It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
^{Verse 19}He hath cast me into the mire,
And I am become like dust and ashes.
^{Verse 20}I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me:
I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
^{Verse 21}Thou art turned to be cruel to me;
With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me.
^{Verse 22}Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride upon it;
And thou dissolvest me in the storm.
^{Verse 23}For I know that thou wilt bring me to death,
And to the house appointed for all living.^{Verse 24}Howbeit doth not one stretch out the hand in his fall?
Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
^{Verse 25}Did not I weep for him that was in trouble?
Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
^{Verse 26}When I looked for good, then evil came;
And when I waited for light, there came darkness.
^{Verse 27}My heart is troubled, and resteth not;
Days of affliction are come upon me.
^{Verse 28}I go mourning without the sun:
I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
^{Verse 29}I am a brother to jackals,
And a companion to ostriches.
^{Verse 30}My skin is black, and falleth from me,
And my bones are burned with heat.
^{Verse 31}Therefore is my harp turned to mourning,
And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.