Job 30:10

10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.

Job 30:10 Meaning and Commentary

Job 30:10

They abhor me
As it is no wonder they should, since his inward and most intimate friends did, ( Job 19:19 ) ; they abhorred him, not for any evil in him; Job was ready enough to abhor that himself, and himself for it, as he did when sensible of it, ( Job 42:6 ) ; but for the good that was in him, spoken or done by him; which carried in it a reproof to them they could not bear; see ( Amos 5:10 ) ; they abhorred him also because of his present meanness and poverty, and because of his afflictions and distresses; and particularly the diseases of his body; so Christ was abhorred by the Scribes, Pharisees and elders of the people, the three shepherds his soul loathed, and their soul abhorred him for his meanness and for his ministry: and even by the whole nation of the Jews, by the body of the people, particularly when they preferred Barabbas, a thief and a murderer, to him, ( Mark 15:7 Mark 15:11 ) ; see ( Zechariah 11:8 ) ( Isaiah 49:7 ) ;

they flee from me;
as from some hideous monster, or infectious person, as if he had the plague on him, or some nauseous disease, the stench of which they could not bear; so Christ his antitype was used by: his people; when they saw him in his afflictions they hid their faces from him, did not care to look at him, or come nigh him, ( Isaiah 53:3 ) ;

and spare not to spit in my face;
not in his presence only, as some think, which is too low a sense, but literally and properly in his face, when they vouchsafed to come near him; in this opprobrious way they used him, than which nothing was a greater indignity and affront; and we need not scruple to interpret it in this sense of Job, since our Lord, whose type he was in this and other things, was so treated, ( Isaiah 50:6 ) ( Matthew 26:67 ) ( 27:20 ) .

Job 30:10 In-Context

8 [They are] children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.
9 And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
11 For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
12 Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
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