Job 30:1-4 ▼

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.