Job 30:1-7 ▼

1 “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.

2 What could I gain from the strength of their hands, men whose vigor is gone?

3 Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry ground by night in waste and desolation;

4 they pick saltwort and the leaves of bushes, and the roots of the broom tree for their food.

5 They are driven out from human company; they shout after them as after a thief.

6 In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.

7 Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.