Job 30 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 |But now they mock me; men who are far younger than I, whose fathers I would have hated to entrust with my own sheep dogs. “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 Furthermore, what could I have gained from men whose strength is gone? 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 Unproductive due to poverty and hunger, they could only scratch in parched soil, devastated and desolated. 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 would pluck off herbs from salt marshes to eat; and roots of the broom shrub for food. 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 Driven away from human company, they were shouted at as though they were thieves. 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 They lived in the most dangerous of ravines, in holes in the ground, and among rocks. 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 bray like donkeys among the bushes and huddle together under the desert weeds. Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together. They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth.
8 Sons of fools and of uncertain reputation, they have been driven from the land by scourging.| 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 |Now, I've become the object of their mocking melodies; I'm nothing but a fool's proverb to them! “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 abhor me—they keep their distance from me; but they don't refrain from spitting at the sight of me. 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 But God has loosened his cord and afflicted me; so they've cast off all restraints in my presence. 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 |A wretched crowd ambushes me to my right; they trip my feet; they build up their path of calamity for me. 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 tear up my pathways; they profit from my destruction, and they need no help to do this! 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 come like those who breach through a wall; as everything crashes around me they'll roll on and on! 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 My greatest fears have overcome me; my honor is assaulted as though by a wind storm; my prosperity evaporates like a morning cloud.| 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 |Now, my soul pours itself out; the time of my affliction has taken control of 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 The night racks my bones; and the pain that gnaws on me will not 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 My clothes are disheveled by his forceful treatment of me; he restricts my movement like the collar of my cloak. 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 tossed me into the mire; I've become like dust and ashes. 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 I cry for help to you, but you won't answer me; I stand still, but you only look at me. 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 You changed toward me, and now you're cruel to me; with your mighty hand you are persecuting me; 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 you carried me off in a wind storm, making me ride on it while you toss me about as the storm roars around me. 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 I know that you're about to kill me, so I'm about to go to the house that's appointed for all the living.| 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 |Surely he won't stretch his hand against the needy, will he, especially if they cry to him in their calamity? “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 Haven't I wept for the one who is going through hard times? Haven't I grieved for the needy? 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 I have hoped for good, but evil came instead; I have hoped for light, but darkness came. 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 I'm boiling mad inside, and I won't remain silent; the time for my affliction to confront me has arrived. 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 |In growing darkness, I walked without sunlight; I stood in the congregation to cry for help. 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've become a brother to jackals, and a friend to 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 skin turns black all over me; and my bones seem burned from the heat. 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 But my harp is in mourning; my flute plays only songs for those who are weeping.| Job Asserts His Moral Innocence 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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