Job 30 — ENGLXXUP

30 Verse 1 But now the youngest have laughed me to scorn, ^{Verse 2} Yea, why had I the strength of their hands? ^{Verse 3} One is childless in want and famine, ^{Verse 4} Who compass the salt places on the sounding shore, ^{Verse 5} Thieves have risen up against me, ^{Verse 6} Whose houses were the caves of the rocks, ^{Verse 7} They will cry out among the rustling bushes. ^{Verse 8} They are sons of fools and vile men, ^{Verse 9} But now I am their music, ^{Verse 10} And they stood aloof and abhorred me, ^{Verse 11} For he has opened his quiver and afflicted me: ^{Verse 12} They have risen up against me on the right hand of their offspring; ^{Verse 13} My paths are ruined; ^{Verse 14} And he has pleaded against me as he will: ^{Verse 15} My pains return upon me; ^{Verse 16} Even now my life shall be poured forth upon me; ^{Verse 17} And by night my bones are confounded; ^{Verse 18} With great force my disease has taken hold of my garment: ^{Verse 19} And thou hast counted me as clay; ^{Verse 20} And I have cried to thee, but thou hearest me not: ^{Verse 21} They attacked me also without mercy: ^{Verse 22} And thou hast put me to grief, ^{Verse 23} For I know that death will destroy me: ^{Verse 24} Oh then that I might lay hands upon myself, ^{Verse 25} Yet I wept over every helpless man; ^{Verse 26} But I, when I waited for good things, ^{Verse 27} My belly boiled, and would not cease: ^{Verse 28} I went mourning without restraint: ^{Verse 29} I am become a brother of monsters, ^{Verse 30} And my skin has been greatly blackened, ^{Verse 31} My harp also has been turned into mourning,