27 I am churning within[a] and cannot rest;
days of suffering confront me.
28 I walk about blackened, but not by the sun.[b]
I stood in the assembly and cried out for help.
29 I have become a brother to jackals
and a companion of ostriches.
30 My skin blackens and flakes off,[c]
and my bones burn with fever.(A)
31 My lyre is used for mourning
and my flute for the sound of weeping.(B)

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Footnotes

  1. 30:27 Lit My bowels boil
  2. 30:28 Or walk in sunless gloom
  3. 30:30 Lit blackens away from me

27 My bowels are in turmoil, and they are not still;
days of misery come to confront me.
28 I go about in mourning garb, but not in sunlight;
I stand up in the assembly, and I cry for help.
29 I am a companion for the jackals
and a companion for ostriches.[a]
30 My skin turns black on me,
and my bones burn with heat.
31 So[b] my lyre came to be used for mourning,
and my flute for the voice of those who weep.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:29 Literally “daughters of ostrich”
  2. Job 30:31 Hebrew “And”