JobChapter 30 |
1 But now |
2 Yes, |
3 For want |
4 Who cut |
5 They were driven |
6 To dwell |
7 Among |
8 They were children |
9 And now |
10 They abhor |
11 Because |
12 On my right |
13 They mar |
14 They came |
15 Terrors |
16 And now |
17 My bones |
18 By the great |
19 He has cast |
20 I cry |
21 You are become |
22 You lift |
23 For I know |
24 However, he will not stretch |
25 Did not I weep |
26 When |
27 My bowels |
28 I went |
29 I am a brother |
30 My skin |
31 My harp |
JobChapter 30 |
1 BUT now they laugh at me, those who are less than I, |
2 Whose fathers I have disdained, and did not consider them equal to the dogs of my flocks. |
3 Yea, the strength of their hands, of what use would it have been to me? |
4 For they had lost their power completely. |
5 They were forced by bare necessities, like a thief swept off his feet, |
6 Fleeing to dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, in crevices, |
7 In rocky places, and under bushes. |
8 The children of fools shall be overthrown together with the children of the wicked; they shall be brought lower than the earth. |
9 And now I am the subject of their mocking, yea, I have become a byword to them. |
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and do not fail to spit in my face. |
11 Because they began to deride me and humiliate me, they have also put their bridle in my mouth. |
12 They rise up against my right hand, they have tripped me up; they have perplexed me through the crookedness of their ways. |
13 They mar my paths without a cause, they rejoice for what has befallen me; they shall have no helper. |
14 They shall suffer a great ruin; they shall be broken by the hurricane. |
15 For they have brought terror upon me; they have pursued my paths like the wind; and my help has passed away like a cloud. |
16 And now my soul is weary; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
17 In the night my bones are in pain, and my body has no strength in it. |
18 I have put on my garment; and girded up myself with my robe. |
19 But they have cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
20 I cry to thee, and thou dost not answer me; I stand up and thou dost not consider me. |
21 Thou hast treated me as an enemy to thee; with thy strong hand thou hast restrained me. |
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and then thou afflictest me, and makest me wretched. |
23 And yet I know that thou wilt bring me back from death to the meeting place for all living. |
24 But he will not stretch out his hand against me, and when I cry to him he will save me. |
25 I have wept for the poor in the daytime, and my soul was grieved for the fatherless. |
26 But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, there came darkness. |
27 My heart was agitated, and did not rest; the days of affliction came upon me. |
28 I walked mournfully without being resentful; I stood up and wept in the congregation. |
29 I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches. |
30 My skin has shrunk upon me, and my bones are burned as with heat. |
31 My harp is also turned to mourning, and my song to the voice of those who weep. |
JobChapter 30 |
JobChapter 30 |
1 But now |
1 BUT now they laugh at me, those who are less than I, |
2 Yes, |
2 Whose fathers I have disdained, and did not consider them equal to the dogs of my flocks. |
3 For want |
3 Yea, the strength of their hands, of what use would it have been to me? |
4 Who cut |
4 For they had lost their power completely. |
5 They were driven |
5 They were forced by bare necessities, like a thief swept off his feet, |
6 To dwell |
6 Fleeing to dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, in crevices, |
7 Among |
7 In rocky places, and under bushes. |
8 They were children |
8 The children of fools shall be overthrown together with the children of the wicked; they shall be brought lower than the earth. |
9 And now |
9 And now I am the subject of their mocking, yea, I have become a byword to them. |
10 They abhor |
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and do not fail to spit in my face. |
11 Because |
11 Because they began to deride me and humiliate me, they have also put their bridle in my mouth. |
12 On my right |
12 They rise up against my right hand, they have tripped me up; they have perplexed me through the crookedness of their ways. |
13 They mar |
13 They mar my paths without a cause, they rejoice for what has befallen me; they shall have no helper. |
14 They came |
14 They shall suffer a great ruin; they shall be broken by the hurricane. |
15 Terrors |
15 For they have brought terror upon me; they have pursued my paths like the wind; and my help has passed away like a cloud. |
16 And now |
16 And now my soul is weary; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
17 My bones |
17 In the night my bones are in pain, and my body has no strength in it. |
18 By the great |
18 I have put on my garment; and girded up myself with my robe. |
19 He has cast |
19 But they have cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
20 I cry |
20 I cry to thee, and thou dost not answer me; I stand up and thou dost not consider me. |
21 You are become |
21 Thou hast treated me as an enemy to thee; with thy strong hand thou hast restrained me. |
22 You lift |
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and then thou afflictest me, and makest me wretched. |
23 For I know |
23 And yet I know that thou wilt bring me back from death to the meeting place for all living. |
24 However, he will not stretch |
24 But he will not stretch out his hand against me, and when I cry to him he will save me. |
25 Did not I weep |
25 I have wept for the poor in the daytime, and my soul was grieved for the fatherless. |
26 When |
26 But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, there came darkness. |
27 My bowels |
27 My heart was agitated, and did not rest; the days of affliction came upon me. |
28 I went |
28 I walked mournfully without being resentful; I stood up and wept in the congregation. |
29 I am a brother |
29 I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches. |
30 My skin |
30 My skin has shrunk upon me, and my bones are burned as with heat. |
31 My harp |
31 My harp is also turned to mourning, and my song to the voice of those who weep. |