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 inward parts are in turmoil and are never still;
    days of affliction come to meet me.
28 I go about in sunless gloom;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(A)
29 I am a brother of jackals
    and a companion of ostriches.(B)
30 My skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my bones burn with heat.(C)
31 My lyre is turned to mourning
    and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.(D)

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