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Job 30

The Message Bible MSG

1 "But no longer. Now I'm the butt of their jokes - young ruffians! whippersnappers!

2 Why, I considered their fathers mere inexperienced pups. But they are worse than dogs - good for nothing, stray, mangy animals,

3 Half-starved, scavenging the back alleys, howling at the moon;

4 Homeless guttersnipes chewing on old bones and licking old tin cans;

5 Outcasts from the community, cursed as dangerous delinquents.

6 Nobody would put up with them; they were driven from the neighborhood.

7 You could hear them out there at the edge of town, yelping and barking, huddled in junkyards,

8 A gang of beggars and no-names, thrown out on their ears.

9 "But now I'm the one they're after, mistreating me, taunting and mocking.

10 They abhor me, they abuse me. How dare those scoundrels - they spit in my face!

11 Now that God has undone me and left me in a heap, they hold nothing back. Anything goes.

12 They come at me from my blind side, trip me up, then jump on me while I'm down.

13 They throw every kind of obstacle in my path, determined to ruin me - and no one lifts a finger to help me!

14 They violate my broken body, trample through the rubble of my ruined life.

15 Terrors assault me - my dignity in shreds, salvation up in smoke.

16 "And now my life drains out, as suffering seizes and grips me hard.

17 Night gnaws at my bones; the pain never lets up.

18 I am tied hand and foot, my neck in a noose. I twist and turn.

19 Thrown facedown in the muck, I'm a muddy mess, inside and out. What Did I Do to Deserve This?

20 "I shout for help, God, and get nothing, no answer! I stand to face you in protest, and you give me a blank stare!

21 You've turned into my tormenter - you slap me around, knock me about.

22 You raised me up so I was riding high and then dropped me, and I crashed.

23 I know you're determined to kill me, to put me six feet under.

24 "What did I do to deserve this? Did I ever hit anyone who was calling for help?

25 Haven't I wept for those who live a hard life, been heartsick over the lot of the poor?

26 But where did it get me? I expected good but evil showed up. I looked for light but darkness fell.

27 My stomach's in a constant churning, never settles down. Each day confronts me with more suffering.

28 I walk under a black cloud. The sun is gone. I stand in the congregation and protest.

29 I howl with the jackals, I hoot with the owls.

30 I'm black and blue all over, burning up with fever.

31 My fiddle plays nothing but the blues; my mouth harp wails laments.

The Latin Vulgate VUL

1 nunc autem derident me iuniores tempore quorum non dignabar patres ponere cum canibus gregis mei

2 quorum virtus manuum erat mihi pro nihilo et vita ipsa putabantur indigni

3 egestate et fame steriles qui rodebant in solitudine squalentes calamitate et miseria

4 et mandebant herbas et arborum cortices et radix iuniperorum erat cibus eorum

5 qui de convallibus ista rapientes cum singula repperissent ad ea cum clamore currebant

6 in desertis habitabant torrentium et in cavernis terrae vel super glaream

7 qui inter huiuscemodi laetabantur et esse sub sentibus delicias conputabant

8 filii stultorum et ignobilium et in terra penitus non parentes

9 nunc in eorum canticum versus sum et factus sum eis proverbium

10 abominantur me et longe fugiunt a me et faciem meam conspuere non verentur

11 faretram enim suam aperuit et adflixit me et frenum posuit in os meum

12 ad dexteram orientis calamitatis meae ilico surrexerunt pedes meos subverterunt et oppresserunt quasi fluctibus semitis suis

13 dissipaverunt itinera mea insidiati sunt mihi et praevaluerunt et non fuit qui ferret auxilium

14 quasi rupto muro et aperta ianua inruerunt super me et ad meas miserias devoluti sunt

15 redactus sum in nihili abstulisti quasi ventus desiderium meum et velut nubes pertransiit salus mea

16 nunc autem in memet ipso marcescit anima mea et possident me dies adflictionis

17 nocte os meum perforatur doloribus et qui me comedunt non dormiunt

18 in multitudine eorum consumitur vestimentum meum et quasi capitio tunicae sic cinxerunt me

19 conparatus sum luto et adsimilatus favillae et cineri

20 clamo ad te et non exaudis me sto et non respicis me

21 mutatus es mihi in crudelem et in duritia manus tuae adversaris mihi

22 elevasti me et quasi super ventum ponens elisisti me valide

23 scio quia morti tradas me ubi constituta domus est omni viventi

24 verumtamen non ad consumptionem eorum emittis manum tuam et si corruerint ipse salvabis

25 flebam quondam super eum qui adflictus erat et conpatiebatur anima mea pauperi

26 expectabam bona et venerunt mihi mala praestolabar lucem et eruperunt tenebrae

27 interiora mea efferbuerunt absque ulla requie praevenerunt me dies adflictionis

28 maerens incedebam sine furore consurgens in turba clamavi

29 frater fui draconum et socius strutionum

30 cutis mea denigrata est super me et ossa mea aruerunt prae caumate

31 versa est in luctum cithara mea et organum meum in vocem flentium