Job 30:1-7 ▼

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.

2 Furthermore, what could I have gained from men whose strength is gone?

3 Unproductive due to poverty and hunger, they could only scratch in parched soil, devastated and desolated.

4 |They would pluck off herbs from salt marshes to eat; and roots of the broom shrub for food.

5 Driven away from human company, they were shouted at as though they were thieves.

6 They lived in the most dangerous of ravines, in holes in the ground, and among rocks.

7 They bray like donkeys among the bushes and huddle together under the desert weeds.