The Book of Job 30

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1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock ⚑

2 Yea whereto might the strength of their hands profit me in whom old age was perished ⚑

3 For want and famine they were solitary fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste ⚑

4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes and juniper roots for their meat ⚑

5 They were driven forth from among men they cried after them as after a thief ⚑

6 To dwell in the clifts of the valleys in caves of the earth and in the rocks ⚑

7 Among the bushes they brayed under the nettles they were gathered together ⚑

8 They were children of fools yea children of base men they were viler than the earth ⚑

9 And now am I their song yea I am their byword ⚑

10 They abhor me they flee far from me and spare not to spit in my face ⚑

11 Because he hath loosed my cord and afflicted me they have also let loose the bridle before me ⚑

12 Upon my right hand rise the youth they push away my feet and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction ⚑

13 They mar my path they set forward my calamity they have no helper ⚑

14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me ⚑

15 Terrors are turned upon me they pursue my soul as the wind and my welfare passeth away as a cloud ⚑

16 And now my soul is poured out upon me the days of affliction have taken hold upon me ⚑

17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season and my sinews take no rest ⚑

18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat ⚑

19 He hath cast me into the mire and I am become like dust and ashes ⚑

20 I cry unto thee and thou dost not hear me I stand up and thou regardest me not ⚑

21 Thou art become cruel to me with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me ⚑

22 Thou liftest me up to the wind thou causest me to ride upon it and dissolvest my substance ⚑

23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death and to the house appointed for all living ⚑

24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave though they cry in his destruction ⚑

25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble was not my soul grieved for the poor ⚑

26 When I looked for good then evil came unto me and when I waited for light there came darkness ⚑

27 My bowels boiled and rested not the days of affliction prevented me ⚑

28 I went mourning without the sun I stood up and I cried in the congregation ⚑

29 I am a brother to dragons and a companion to owls ⚑

30 My skin is black upon me and my bones are burned with heat ⚑

31 My harp also is turned to mourning and my organ into the voice of them that weep ⚑

King James Version (1769) with Apocrypha · Crosswire Bible Society / eBible.org (standard text of 1769) · Public Domain

Cross-references: Treasury of Scripture Knowledge · public domain