Job 30:9-15

Suffering Mockery and Abuse

Job 30:9-15
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And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
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They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
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For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
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Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
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They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, Even men that have no helper.
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As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.
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Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
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