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Library > Bible versions > NIV > Job > 30 > Job   30 : 1 But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs. 30 : 2 Of what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor had gone from them? 30 : 3 Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed the parched land in desolate wastelands at night. 30 : 4 In the brush they gathered salt herbs, and their food was the root of the broom tree. 30 : 5 They were banished from their fellow men, shouted at as if they were thieves. 30 : 6 They were forced to live in the dry stream beds, among the rocks and in holes in the ground. 30 : 7 They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth. 30 : 8 A base and nameless brood, they were driven out of the land. 30 : 9 And now their sons mock me in song; I have become a byword among them. 30 : 10 They detest me and keep their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face. 30 : 11 Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they throw off restraint in my presence. 30 : 12 On my right the tribe attacks; they lay snares for my feet, they build their siege ramps against me. 30 : 13 They break up my road; they succeed in destroying me-- without anyone`s helping them. 30 : 14 They advance as through a gaping breach; amid the ruins they come rolling in. 30 : 15 Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud. 30 : 16 And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me. 30 : 17 Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest. 30 : 18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to me ; he binds me like the neck of my garment. 30 : 19 He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes. 30 : 20 I cry out to you, O God, but you do not answer; I stand up, but you merely look at me. 30 : 21 You turn on me ruthlessly; with the might of your hand you attack me. 30 : 22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm. 30 : 23 I know you will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living. 30 : 24 Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for help in his distress. 30 : 25 Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor? 30 : 26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness. 30 : 27 The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me. 30 : 28 I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help. 30 : 29 I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of owls. 30 : 30 My skin grows black and peels; my body burns with fever. 30 : 31 My harp is tuned to mourning, and my flute to the sound of wailing.