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20 I cry to you for help, but[a] you do not answer me;
I stand, and you merely look at me.
21 You have turned cruel to me;
you persecute me with your hand’s might.
22 You lift me up to the wind—you make me ride it,
and you toss me about in the storm.
23 Indeed, I know that you will bring me to death
and to the house of assembly for all the living.
24 “Surely someone must not send a hand against the needy
when, in his misfortune, there is a cry of help for them.
25 Have I not wept for the unfortunate,[b]
and grieved myself over the poor?
26 Indeed, I hoped for good, but evil came,
and I waited for light, but darkness came.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:20 Hebrew “and”
  2. Job 30:25 Literally “hard of day”

20 I cry to you, and you don’t answer;
    I stand up, but you just look at me.
21 You are cruel to me,
    attack me with the strength of your hand.
22 You lift me to the wind and make me ride;
    you melt me in its roar.
23 I know you will return me to death,
    the house appointed for all the living.

Job’s agony

24 Surely he won’t strike someone in ruins
        if in distress he cries out to him,
25     if I didn’t weep for those who have a difficult day
        or my soul grieve for the needy;
26     for I awaited good, but evil came;
        I expected light, but gloom arrived.

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