Chapter:

The Book of Job

Chapter 30

American Standard Version

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