27 [a]I am seething (A)within and cannot rest;
Days of misery confront me.
28 I go about [b](B)mourning without comfort;
I stand up in the assembly and (C)cry out for help.
29 I have become a brother to (D)jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
30 My (E)skin turns black [c]on me,
And my (F)bones burn with [d]fever.
31 Therefore my (G)harp [e]is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the sound of those who weep.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:27 Lit My inward parts are boiling
  2. Job 30:28 Or blackened, but not by the heat of the sun
  3. Job 30:30 Lit from upon
  4. Job 30:30 Lit heat
  5. Job 30:31 Lit becomes

27 My heart is troubled, and resteth not;
Days of affliction are come upon me.
28 I go [a]mourning without the sun:
I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am a brother to jackals,
And a companion to ostriches.
30 My skin is black, and falleth from me,
And my bones are burned with heat.
31 Therefore is my harp turned to mourning,
And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.

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  1. Job 30:28 Or, blackened, but not by the sun

27 The churning inside me never stops;(A)
    days of suffering confront me.(B)
28 I go about blackened,(C) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(D)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(E)
    a companion of owls.(F)
30 My skin grows black(G) and peels;(H)
    my body burns with fever.(I)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(J)
    and my pipe(K) to the sound of wailing.

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