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Job 30

Lexham English Bible LEB

1 "But now [those] younger than I, as far as days, laugh at me, whose fathers I rejected for setting with the dogs of my sheep and goats.

2 Moreover, {what use to me is the strength of their hands}? With them, vigor is destroyed.

3 Through want and through barren hunger they are gnawing [in the] dry region [in the] darkness of desolation and waste.

4 They are picking salt herbs, the leaves of bushes, and [the] roots of broom trees to warm themselves.

5 They were driven out from fellow people; they shout at them as [at] a thief,

6 {so that they dwell} [in] holes of [the] ground and [in the] rocks.

7 They bray among [the] bushes; they are gathered under [the] nettles.

8 {A senseless crowd}, yes, {a disreputable brood}, they were cast out from the land.

9 "But now I am their mocking song, and I have become a byword for them.

10 They abhor me; they keep aloof from me, and they do not withhold spit from my face

11 because he has loosened his bowstring and humbled me, and they have thrown off restraint {in my presence}.

12 On [the] right hand the brood rises up; {they put me to flight}, and they build up their {siege ramps} against me.

13 They destroy my path; they promote my destruction; they have no helper.

14 As [through] a wide breach they come; amid a crash they rush on.

15 Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as [by] the wind, and my hope of deliverance passed by like a cloud.

16 "And now my life is poured out onto me; days of misery have taken hold of me.

17 {At night I am in great pain}; my pains do not take a rest.

18 He seizes my clothing with {great power}; he grasps me by my tunic's collar.

19 He has cast me into the dirt, and I have become like dust and ashes.

20 I cry to you for help, but you do not answer me; I stand, and you [merely] look at me.

21 You have turned cruel to me; you persecute me with your hand's might.

22 You lift me up to [the] wind--you make me ride [it], and you toss me about [in] the storm.

23 Indeed, I know [that] you will bring me to death and [to the] house of assembly for all [the] living.

24 "Surely someone must not send a hand against [the] needy when, in his misfortune, [there is] a cry of help for them.

25 Have I not wept for {the unfortunate}, [and] grieved myself over the poor?

26 Indeed, I hoped for good, but evil came, and I waited for light, but darkness came.

27 My bowels are in turmoil, and they are not still; days of misery come to confront me.

28 I go [about] in mourning garb, [but] not in sunlight; I stand up in the assembly, [and] I cry for help.

29 I am a companion for [the] jackals and a companion for {ostriches}.

30 My skin turns black on me, and my bones burn with heat.

31 So my lyre came to be [used] for mourning, and my flute [for the] voice of [those who] weep.

New International Version NIV

1 “But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.

2 Of what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor had gone from them?

3 Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed the parched land in desolate wastelands at night.

4 In the brush they gathered salt herbs, and their food was the root of the broom bush.

5 They were banished from human society, shouted at as if they were thieves.

6 They were forced to live in the dry stream beds, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.

7 They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth.

8 A base and nameless brood, they were driven out of the land.

9 “And now those young men mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.

10 They detest me and keep their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

11 Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they throw off restraint in my presence.

12 On my right the tribe attacks; they lay snares for my feet, they build their siege ramps against me.

13 They break up my road; they succeed in destroying me. ‘No one can help him,’ they say.

14 They advance as through a gaping breach; amid the ruins they come rolling in.

15 Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud.

16 “And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me.

17 Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest.

18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to me ; he binds me like the neck of my garment.

19 He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.

20 “I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer; I stand up, but you merely look at me.

21 You turn on me ruthlessly; with the might of your hand you attack me.

22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm.

23 I know you will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.

24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for help in his distress.

25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor?

26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness.

27 The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me.

28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

29 I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of owls.

30 My skin grows black and peels; my body burns with fever.

31 My lyre is tuned to mourning, and my pipe to the sound of wailing.