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27 My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest.
    Days of affliction have come on me.
28 I go 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 grows black and peels from me.
    My bones are burned with heat.
31 Therefore my harp has turned to mourning,
    and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.

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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