Job 30 — WBMS
30Verse 1But now younger men in time scorn me, whose fathers I deigned not+to set with the dogs of my flock.Verse 2Of which men the strength of their hands was for nought to me, and they were guessed unworthy to that life.Verse 3They were barren for neediness and hunger; they gnawed in wilder-ness, and were pale for poverty and wretchedness;Verse 4and they ate herbs, and the rinds of trees; and the root of junipers was their meat.Verse 5The which men ravished these things from great valleys; and when they had found any of all these things, they ran with a cry to them.Verse 6They dwelled in deserts of strands [or streams], and in caves of [the] earth, either on gravel.Verse 7Which were glad among such things, and they areckoned as delights to be under bushes.Verse 8These were the sons of fools, and of unnoble men, and utterly appearing not on [the] earth.Verse 9But now I am turned into the song of them, and I am made a proverb to them.Verse 10They hold me abominable, and they flee far from me, and dread not to spit on my face.Verse 11For God hath opened his arrow case, and he hath tormented me, and he hath put a bridle into my mouth.Verse 12At the right side of the east my wretchednesses have risen up anon; they turned upside down my feet, and they oppressed me with their paths as with floods.Verse 13They destroyed my ways; they setted treason to me, and they had the mastery; and there was none that helped me.Verse 14They felled in upon me as by a broken wall, and by gate opened, and were stretched forth to my wretched-nesses.Verse 15I am driven into nought; he took away my desire as [the] wind, and mine help passed away as a cloud.Verse 16But now my soul fadeth in myself, and [the] days of torment hold me steadfastly.Verse 17In [the] night my bone is pierced with sorrows; and they, that eat me, sleep not.Verse 18In the multitude of those [or them] my cloth is wasted, and they have girded me as with the collar of a coat.Verse 19I am comparisoned to clay, and I am made like to a dead spark and ashes.Verse 20I shall cry to thee, and thou shalt not hear me; I stand, and thou behold-est not me.Verse 21Thou art changed into cruel to me, and in the hardness of thine hand thou art adversary to me.Verse 22Thou hast raised me, and hast set me as on wind; and hast hurtled me down strongly.Verse 23I know, that thou shalt betake me to death, where an house is ordained to each living man.Verse 24Nevertheless thou sendest not out thine hand to the wasting of them; and if they fall down, thou shalt save them.Verse 25I wept sometime on him that was tormented, and my soul had compas-sion on a poor man.Verse 26I abode goods, and evils be come to me; I abode light, and darknesses brake out.Verse 27Mine inner things boiled out with-out my rest; and [the] days of torment came before me.Verse 28I went mourning, and I rose up without strong vengeance in the company, and I cried.Verse 29I was the brother of dragons, and the fellow of ostriches.Verse 30My skin was made black upon me, and my bones dried for heat.Verse 31Mine harp is turned into mourning, and mine organ into the voice of weepers.