Job 30 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 Bvt now they that are yonger then I, mocke me: yea, they whose fathers I haue refused to set with the dogges of my flockes. “But now they laugh at me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. “But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
2 For whereto shoulde the strength of their handes haue serued mee, seeing age perished in them? What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone? Of what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor had gone from them?
3 For pouertie and famine they were solitary, fleeing into the wildernes, which is darke, desolate and waste. Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry ground by night in waste and desolation; Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed the parched land in desolate wastelands at night.
4 They cut vp nettels by the bushes, & the iuniper rootes was their meate. they pick saltwort and the leaves of bushes, and the roots of the broom tree for their food. In the brush they gathered salt herbs, and their food was the root of the broom bush.
5 They were chased forth fro among men: they shouted at them, as at a theefe. They are driven out from human company; they shout after them as after a thief. They were banished from human society, shouted at as if they were thieves.
6 Therfore they dwelt in the clefts of riuers, in the holes of the earth and rockes. In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks. They were forced to live in the dry stream beds, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
7 They roared among the bushes, and vnder the thistles they gathered themselues. Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together. They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth.
8 They were the children of fooles and the children of villaines, which were more vile then the earth. A senseless, a nameless brood, they have been whipped out of the land. A base and nameless brood, they were driven out of the land.
9 And now am I their song, and I am their talke. “And now I have become their song; I am a byword to them. “And now those young men mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
10 They abhorre me, & flee farre from mee, and spare not to spit in my face. They abhor me; they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me. They detest me and keep their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
11 Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me. Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence. Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they throw off restraint in my presence.
12 The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction. On my right hand the rabble rise; they push away my feet; they cast up against me their ways of destruction. On my right the tribe attacks; they lay snares for my feet, they build their siege ramps against me.
13 They haue destroyed my paths: they tooke pleasure at my calamitie, they had none helpe. They break up my path; they promote my calamity; they need no one to help them. They break up my road; they succeed in destroying me. ‘No one can help him,’ they say.
14 They came as a great breach of waters, & vnder this calamitie they come on heapes. As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on. They advance as through a gaping breach; amid the ruins they come rolling in.
15 Feare is turned vpon mee: and they pursue my soule as the winde, and mine health passeth away as a cloude. Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud. Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud.
16 Therefore my soule is nowe powred out vpon me, and the dayes of affliction haue taken holde on me. “And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me. “And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me.
17 It pearceth my bones in the night, and my sinewes take no rest. The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest. Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest.
18 For the great vehemencie is my garment changed, which compasseth me about as the colar of my coate. With great force my garment is disfigured; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic. In his great power God becomes like clothing to me; he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He hath cast me into the myre, and I am become like ashes and dust. God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes. He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
20 Whe I cry vnto thee, thou doest not heare me, neither regardest me, when I stand vp. I cry to you for help and you do not answer me; I stand, and you only look at me. “I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer; I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21 Thou turnest thy selfe cruelly against me, and art enemie vnto mee with the strength of thine hand. You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me. You turn on me ruthlessly; with the might of your hand you attack me.
22 Thou takest me vp & causest mee to ride vpo the winde, & makest my strength to faile. You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it, and you toss me about in the roar of the storm. You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm.
23 Surely I knowe that thou wilt bring mee to death, and to the house appoynted for all the liuing. For I know that you will bring me to death and to the house appointed for all living. I know you will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
24 Doubtles none can stretch his hand vnto the graue, though they cry in his destruction. “Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help? “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for help in his distress.
25 Did not I weepe with him that was in trouble? was not my soule in heauinesse for the poore? Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the needy? Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 Yet when I looked for good, euill came vnto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkenesse. But when I hoped for good, evil came, and when I waited for light, darkness came. Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness.
27 My bowels did boyle without rest: for the dayes of affliction are come vpon me. My inward parts are in turmoil and never still; days of affliction come to meet me. The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me.
28 I went mourning without sunne: I stood vp in the congregation and cryed. I go about darkened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help. I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29 I am a brother to the dragons, & a companion to the ostriches. I am a brother of jackals and a companion of ostriches. I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of owls.
30 My skinne is blacke vpon me, & my bones are burnt with heate. My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat. My skin grows black and peels; my body burns with fever.
31 Therefore mine harpe is turned to mourning, and mine organs into the voyce of them that weepe. My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep. My lyre is tuned to mourning, and my pipe to the sound of wailing.
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