Job 30 — GNV
30Verse 1Bvt now they that are yonger then I, mocke me: yea, they whose fathers I haue refused to set with the dogges of my flockes.Verse 2For whereto shoulde the strength of their handes haue serued mee, seeing age perished in them?Verse 3For pouertie and famine they were solitary, fleeing into the wildernes, which is darke, desolate and waste.Verse 4They cut vp nettels by the bushes, and the iuniper rootes was their meate.Verse 5They were chased forth from among men: they shouted at them, as at a theefe.Verse 6Therfore they dwelt in the clefts of riuers, in the holes of the earth and rockes.Verse 7They roared among the bushes, and vnder the thistles they gathered themselues.Verse 8They were the children of fooles and the children of villaines, which were more vile then the earth.Verse 9And now am I their song, and I am their talke.Verse 10They abhorre me, and flee farre from mee, and spare not to spit in my face.Verse 11Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me.Verse 12The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction.Verse 13They haue destroyed my paths: they tooke pleasure at my calamitie, they had none helpe.Verse 14They came as a great breach of waters, and vnder this calamitie they come on heapes.Verse 15Feare is turned vpon mee: and they pursue my soule as the winde, and mine health passeth away as a cloude.Verse 16Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me.Verse 17It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest.Verse 18For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate.Verse 19He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust.Verse 20Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp.Verse 21Thou turnest thy selfe cruelly against me, and art enemie vnto mee with the strength of thine hand.Verse 22Thou takest me vp and causest mee to ride vpon the winde, and makest my strength to faile.Verse 23Surely I knowe that thou wilt bring mee to death, and to the house appoynted for all the liuing.Verse 24Doubtles none can stretch his hand vnto the graue, though they cry in his destruction.Verse 25Did not I weepe with him that was in trouble? was not my soule in heauinesse for the poore?Verse 26Yet when I looked for good, euill came vnto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkenesse.Verse 27My bowels did boyle without rest: for the dayes of affliction are come vpon me.Verse 28I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed.Verse 29I am a brother to the dragons, and a companion to the ostriches.Verse 30My skinne is blacke vpon me, and my bones are burnt with heate.Verse 31Therefore mine harpe is turned to mourning, and mine organs into the voyce of them that weepe.