Job 30 — KJVA
30Verse 1But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.+Verse 2Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?Verse 3For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.++Verse 4Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.Verse 5They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)Verse 6To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.+Verse 7Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.Verse 8They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.+Verse 9And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.Verse 10They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.+Verse 11Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.Verse 12Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.Verse 13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.Verse 14They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.Verse 15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.+Verse 16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.Verse 17My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.Verse 18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.Verse 19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.Verse 20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.Verse 21Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.++Verse 22Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.+Verse 23For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.Verse 24Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.+Verse 25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?+Verse 26When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.Verse 27My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.Verse 28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.Verse 29I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.+Verse 30My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.Verse 31My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.