Job 30:1-14 (WEBM) | TrulyRandomVerse

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“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.

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Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?

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They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.

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They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom are their food.

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They are driven out from the midst of men. They cry after them as after a thief;

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So that they dwell in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.

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Among the bushes they bray; and under the nettles they are gathered together.

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They are children of fools, yes, children of base men. They were flogged out of the land.

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“Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.

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They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.

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For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.

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On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.

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They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, without anyone’s help.

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As through a wide breach they come, in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves in.

Job 30:1-14