| [an error occurred while processing this directive] | New Living Translation |
| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1“But now I am mocked by people younger than I, by young men whose fathers are not worthy to run with my sheepdogs. |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2A lot of good they are to me— those worn-out wretches! |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3They are gaunt from poverty and hunger. They claw the dry ground in desolate wastelands. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4They pluck wild greens from among the bushes and eat from the roots of broom trees. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5They are driven from human society, and people shout at them as if they were thieves. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6So now they live in frightening ravines, in caves and among the rocks. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7They sound like animals howling among the bushes, huddled together beneath the nettles. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8They are nameless fools, outcasts from society. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9“And now they mock me with vulgar songs! They taunt me! |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10They despise me and won’t come near me, except to spit in my face. |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11For God has cut my bowstring. He has humbled me, so they have thrown off all restraint. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12These outcasts oppose me to my face. They send me sprawling and lay traps in my path. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13They block my road and do everything they can to destroy me. They know I have no one to help me. |
| 14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14They come at me from all directions. They jump on me when I am down. |
| 15[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 15I live in terror now. My honor has blown away in the wind, and my prosperity has vanished like a cloud. |
| 16[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 16“And now my life seeps away. Depression haunts my days. |
| 17[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 17At night my bones are filled with pain, which gnaws at me relentlessly. |
| 18[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 18With a strong hand, God grabs my shirt. He grips me by the collar of my coat. |
| 19[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 19He has thrown me into the mud. I’m nothing more than dust and ashes. |
| 20[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 20“I cry to you, O God, but you don’t answer. I stand before you, but you don’t even look. |
| 21[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 21You have become cruel toward me. You use your power to persecute me. |
| 22[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 22You throw me into the whirlwind and destroy me in the storm. |
| 23[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 23And I know you are sending me to my death— the destination of all who live. |
| 24[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 24“Surely no one would turn against the needy when they cry for help in their trouble. |
| 25[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 25Did I not weep for those in trouble? Was I not deeply grieved for the needy? |
| 26[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 26So I looked for good, but evil came instead. I waited for the light, but darkness fell. |
| 27[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 27My heart is troubled and restless. Days of suffering torment me. |
| 28[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 28I walk in gloom, without sunlight. I stand in the public square and cry for help. |
| 29[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 29Instead, I am considered a brother to jackals and a companion to owls. |
| 30[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 30My skin has turned dark, and my bones burn with fever. |
| 31[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 31My harp plays sad music, and my flute accompanies those who weep. |
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