Job 30

¹ But now they that are younger than I, in whose eyes I esteemed myself not, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock,

² They are carried away, they cried upon them, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the foxes of the earth.

³ Yea, they are brutish children, void of understanding, which have not known the days of adversity, and they have not gone in the ways of affliction;

⁴ Who were driven from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;) to dwell in the deserts, in the caves, and in the holes of the ground.

⁵ Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.

⁶ They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.

⁷ And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.

⁸ They abhor me, they flee from me, and spare not to spit in my face.

⁹ Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also cast off the bridle before me.

¹⁰ Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.

¹¹ They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.

¹² They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.

¹³ Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

¹⁴ And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

¹⁵ My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my gnawing pains take no rest.

¹⁶ By great force my garment is disfigured; it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.

¹⁷ He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.

¹⁸ I cry unto you, and you do not hear me: I stand, and you regard me not.

¹⁹ You are cruel to me with your strong hand: you lift me up, and cast me down.

²⁰ You increase your terrors upon me, and compass me with all your waves.

²¹ You have removed my acquaintance far from me; you have made me abhorred of them: I am separated, and gone out of their sight.

²² As the mountain falling cometh to naught, and the rock is removed out of its place;

²³ The waters wear the stones: the floods wash away the dust of the earth; so you destroy the hope of man.

²⁴ You overpower him for ever, and he passeth: you change his countenance, and send him away.

²⁵ His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; they are brought low, and he perceiveth it not of them.

²⁶ But he shall not be quiet, nor shall his soul be at rest, nor shall he be delivered from the hand of the oppressor.

²⁷ And he shall draw near unto the grave, and his house shall mourn, and the worms shall cover him.