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ESV/18_Job/Chapter_30.md

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+# Chapter 30
+1. "But now they laugh at 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 ground by night in waste and desolation;
+
+4. they pick saltwort and the leaves of bushes,
+    and the roots of the broom tree for their food.
+
+5. They are driven out from human company;
+    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 nameless brood,
+    they have been whipped out of the land.
+
+9. "And now I have become their song;
+    I am a byword to them.
+
+10. They abhor me; they keep aloof from me;
+    they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
+
+11. Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me,
+    they have cast off restraint in my presence.
+
+12. On my right hand the rabble rise;
+    they push away my feet;
+    they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
+
+13. They break up my path;
+    they promote my calamity;
+    they need no one to help them.
+
+14. As through a wide breach they come;
+    amid the crash they roll on.
+
+15. Terrors are turned upon me;
+    my honor is pursued as by the wind,
+    and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
+
+16. "And now my soul is poured out within me;
+    days of affliction have taken hold of me.
+
+17. The night racks my bones,
+    and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
+
+18. With great force my garment is disfigured;
+    it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
+
+19. God has cast me into the mire,
+    and I have become like dust and ashes.
+
+20. I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;
+    I stand, and you only look at me.
+
+21. You have turned cruel to me;
+    with the might of your hand you persecute me.
+
+22. You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
+    and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
+
+23. For I know that you will bring me to death
+    and to the house appointed for all living.
+
+24. "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand,
+    and in his disaster cry for help?
+
+25. Did not I weep for him whose day was hard?
+    Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
+
+26. But when I hoped for good, evil came,
+    and when I waited for light, darkness came.
+
+27. My inward parts are in turmoil and never still;
+    days of affliction come to meet me.
+
+28. I go about darkened, but not by the sun;
+    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
+
+29. I am a brother of jackals
+    and a companion of ostriches.
+
+30. My skin turns black and falls from me,
+    and my bones burn with heat.
+
+31. My lyre is turned to mourning,
+    and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.
+
+