Job 30:1-10 ▼

1 “But now those younger than I mock and laugh at me, Whose fathers I refused to put with the sheepdogs of my flock.

2 “Indeed, how could the strength of their hands profit me? Vigor had perished from them.

3 “They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry and barren ground by night in [the gloom of] waste and desolation.

4 “They pluck [and eat] saltwort (mallows) among the bushes, And their food is the root of the broom shrub.

5 “They are driven from the community; They shout after them as after a thief.

6 “They must dwell on the slopes of wadis And in holes in the ground and in rocks.

7 “Among the bushes they cry out [like wild animals]; Beneath the prickly scrub they gather and huddle together.

8 “They are the sons of [worthless and nameless] fools, They have been driven out of the land.

9 “And now I have become [the subject of] their taunting; Yes, I am a byword and a laughingstock to them.

10 “They hate me, they stand aloof from me, And do not refrain from spitting in my face.