Job 30:27-31
New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition
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)
Job 30:27-31
International Standard Version
27 I’m boiling mad inside, and I won’t remain silent;
the time for my affliction to confront me has arrived.
28 “In growing darkness, I walked without sunlight;
I stood in the congregation to cry for help.
29 I’ve become a brother to jackals,
and a friend to ostriches.
30 My skin turns black all over me;
and my bones seem burned from the heat.
31 But my harp is in mourning;
my flute plays only songs for those who are weeping.”
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