Job 30
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1 "But now they laugh at me,
2 What could I gain from the strength of their hands,
3 Through want and hard hunger
4 they pick saltwort and the leaves of bushes,
5 They are driven out from human company;
6 In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell,
7 Among the bushes they bray;
8 A senseless, a nameless brood,
9 "And now I have become their song;
10 They abhor me; they keep aloof from me;
11 Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me,
12 On my right hand the rabble rise;
13 They break up my path;
14 As through a wide breach they come;
15 Terrors are turned upon me;
16 "And now my soul is poured out within me;
17 The night racks my bones,
18 With great force my garment is disfigured;
19 God has cast me into the mire,
20 I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;
21 You have turned cruel to me;
22 You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
23 For I know that you will bring me to death
24 "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand,
25 Did not I weep for him whose day was hard?
26 But when I hoped for good, evil came,
27 My inward parts are in turmoil and never still;
28 I go about darkened, but not by the sun;
29 I am a brother of jackals
30 My skin turns black and falls from me,
31 My lyre is turned to mourning,
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