Job 30
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But now the youngest have laughed me to scorn, now they reprove me in their turn,
whose fathers I set at nothing; whom I did not deem worthy to be with my shepherd
dogs.
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Yea, why had I the strength of their hands? for them the full term of life was lost.
3
One is childless in want and famine, such as they that fled but lately the distress
and misery of drought.
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Who compass the salt places on the sounding shore, who had salt herbs for their food,
and were dishonorable and of no repute, in want of every good thing; who also ate
roots of trees by reason of great hunger.
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Thieves have risen up against me,
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whose houses were the caves of the rocks, who lived under the wild shrubs.
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They will cry out among the rustling bushes.
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They are sons of fools and vile men, whose name and glory are quenched from off the
earth.
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But now I am their music, and they have me for a by-word.
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And they stood aloof and abhorred me, and spared not to spit in my face.
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For he has opened his quiver and afflicted me: they also have cast off the restraint
of my presence.
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They have risen up against me on the right hand of their offspring; they have stretched
out their foot, and directed against me the ways of their destruction.
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My paths are ruined; for they have stripped off my raiment: he has shot at me with
his weapons.
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And he has pleaded against me as he will: I am overwhelmed with pains.
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My pains return upon me; my hope is gone like the wind, and my safety as a cloud.
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Even now my life shall be poured forth upon me; and days of anguish seize me.
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And by night my bones are confounded; and my sinews are relaxed.
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With great force my disease has taken hold of my garment: it has compassed me as the
collar of my coat.
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And you have counted me as clay; my portion in dust and ashes.
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And I have cried to you, but you hear me not: but they stood still, and observed me.
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They attacked me also without mercy: you have scourged me with a strong hand.
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And you have put me to grief, and have cast me away from safety.
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For I know that death will destroy me: for the earth is the house appointed for every
mortal.
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Oh then that I might lay hands upon myself, or at least ask another, and he should
do this for me.
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Yet I wept over every helpless man; I groaned when I saw a man in distress.
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But I, when I waited for good things, behold, days of evils came the more upon me.
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My belly boiled, and would not cease: the days of poverty prevented me.
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I went mourning without restraint: and I have stood and cried out in the assembly.
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I am become a brother of Gr. sirens monsters, and a companion of ostriches.
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And my skin has been greatly blackened, and my bones Alex. +sunefruth are burned with heat.
31
My harp also has been turned into mourning, and my song into my weeping.