Job 30 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 “But now those who are younger than I mock me, Whose fathers I refused to put with the dogs of my flock. “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 “Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me? Vigor had perished from 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 “From poverty and famine they are gaunt, They who gnaw at the dry ground by night in waste and desolation, 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 Who pluck saltweed by the bushes, And whose food is the root of the broom shrub. 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 are driven from the community; They shout against them as against a thief, 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 So that they live on the slopes of ravines, In holes in the ground and among the 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 “Among the bushes they cry out; Under the weeds they are gathered together. Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together. They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth.
8 “Worthless fellows, even those without a name, They were cast out from the land. 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 I have become their taunt, And I have become a byword 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 loathe me and stand aloof from me, And they do not refrain from spitting 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 He has undone my bowstring and afflicted me, They have cast off 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 “On the right hand their mob arises; They push aside my feet and pile up their ways of destruction against 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 break up my path, They promote my destruction; No one restrains them. 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 “As through a wide gap they come, Amid the storm they roll 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 “Sudden terrors are turned upon me; They chase away my dignity like the wind, And my prosperity has passed away like a 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 “And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of misery have seized 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 “At night it pierces my bones within me, And my gnawing pains do 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 “By a great force my garment is distorted; It ties me up like the collar of my coat. 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 has thrown me into the mire, And I have 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 out to You for help, but You do not answer me; I stand up, and You turn Your attention against 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 have become cruel to me; With the strength of Your hand You persecute 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 lift me up to the wind and make me ride it; And You dissolve me in a storm. 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 “For I know that You will bring me to death, And to the house of meeting for all 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 “Yet does one in a heap of ruins not reach out with his hand, Or in his disaster does he not cry out for help? “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 “Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was my soul not 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 “When I expected good, evil came; When I waited for light, 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 am seething within and cannot rest; Days of misery confront 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 go about mourning without comfort; I stand up in the assembly and cry out 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 have become a brother to jackals, And a companion of 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 on me, And my bones burn with fever. 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 my harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the sound of those who weep. 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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