Job 30:1-15

Modern English Version

30 “But now those who are younger than I mock me,
    whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.
² Yes, how does the strength of their hands profit me?
    Their vigor has perished.
³ For want and famine
    they gnawed the parched land;
    fleeing into the wilderness in former time, desolate and waste.
⁴ Who pluck mallow by the bushes,
    and juniper roots for their food.
⁵ They were driven out from among men;
    they shout after them as after a thief.
⁶ They had to dwell in the rocky riverbeds,
    in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
⁷ Among the bushes they brayed;
    under the nettles they were gathered together.
⁸ They were children of fools, yes, children of vile men;
    they were scourged from the earth.

⁹ “Now I am their taunting song;
    yes, I am their byword.
¹⁰ They abhor me, they flee far from me;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
¹¹ Because He has loosed my bowstring and afflicted me,
    they have cast off the bridle before me.
¹² At my right hand their brood arises;
    they push away my feet,
    and they raise against me their ways of destruction.
¹³ They tear apart my path,
    they promote my calamity;
    they have no helper.
¹⁴ They came upon me as a wide breach, with a crash they came;
    in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
¹⁵ Terrors are turned on me;
    they pursue my dignity like the wind,
    and my help passes away as a cloud.