Job 30:1-8

1 "But now they make sport of me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
2 What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?
3 Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground;
4 they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of the broom.
5 They are driven out from among men; they shout after them as after a thief.
6 In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7 Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.
8 A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
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