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