<TITLE>Job 30</TITLE><BR>Job 30<BR>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.<BR>2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?<BR>3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.<BR>4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.<BR>5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)<BR>6 To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.<BR>7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.<BR>8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.<BR>9 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.<BR>10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.<BR>11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.<BR>12 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.<BR>13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.<BR>14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.<BR>15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.<BR>16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.<BR>17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.<BR>18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.<BR>19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.<BR>20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.<BR>21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.<BR>22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.<BR>23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.<BR>24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.<BR>25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?<BR>26 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.<BR>27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.<BR>28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.<BR>29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.<BR>30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.<BR>31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.<BR><BR><BR>