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But now those younger laugh at me, whose fathers I would have refused to set with the dogs of my flock. Job 30:1
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Also, what profit for me was the strength of their hands, for full vigor had perished from them? Job 30:2
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They are dried up with want and famine; they who gnaw the dry ground, which was before waste and ruin, Job 30:3
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those plucking mallows by the bushes, and broom roots for their food. Job 30:4
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They are driven forth from the midst; they cried against them as a thief. Job 30:5
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They dwell in the chasms of the valleys, in holes of the earth and in rocks. Job 30:6
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They bray among the bushes; they huddle together under the nettles; Job 30:7
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sons of fools, yea, sons without a name; they have been whipped out of the land. Job 30:8
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And now I am their song; yea, I am their byword. Job 30:9
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They despise me, and they flee far from me; they do not spare spit from my face. Job 30:10
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Because He has loosed His bowstring and afflicted me, they have also thrown off the bridle before me. Job 30:11
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On my right a brood rises; they push away my feet and raise up against me the ways of their ruin. Job 30:12
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They have broken down my path, they gain by my trouble; they have no helper. Job 30:13
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As through a wide break they came on; they roll under a ruin. Job 30:14
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Terrors have turned on me; they pursue my soul like the wind; and my good passes away like a cloud. Job 30:15
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And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have taken hold on me. Job 30:16
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My bones are pierced in me in the night; and my gnawings never lie down. Job 30:17
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By the great force of my disease my clothing is exposed; it binds me about like the mouth of my coat. Job 30:18
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He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes. Job 30:19
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I cried to You, and You did not hear me; I stood up, and You did not consider me. Job 30:20
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You changed to be cruel to me; with Your mighty hand You assault me. Job 30:21
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You lift me up to the wind; You cause me to ride on it; and You melt me in a storm. Job 30:22
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For I know that You will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living. Job 30:23
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Surely He will not stretch out His hand to the ruin-heap, though they cry in their misfortune. Job 30:24
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Did I not weep for him whose day was hard; and my soul grieved for the poor? Job 30:25
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When I looked for good, then evil came; and when I waited for light, then darkness came. Job 30:26
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My bowels boiled, and did not rest; the days of trouble confront me. Job 30:27
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I go in mourning with no sun; I stood up and I cried out in the congregation. Job 30:28
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I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to daughters of the ostrich. Job 30:29
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My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat. Job 30:30
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And my lyre has turned to mourning, and my flute to the sound of weeping. Job 30:31