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