Job 30
World English BibleTranslation
World English Bible
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.
1But now the younger in time scorn me, whose fathers I would not have set with the dogs of my flock:
2Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
2The strength of whose hands was to me as nothing, and they were thought unworthy of life itself.
3They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
3Barren with want and hunger, who gnawed in the wilderness, disfigured with calamity and misery.
4They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom tree are their food.
4And they ate grass, and barks of trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
5They are driven out from among men. They cry after them as after a thief,
5Who snatched up these things out of the valleys, and when they had found any of them, they ran to them with a cry.
6so that they live in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
6They dwelt in the desert places of torrents, and in caves of earth, or upon the gravel.
7They bray among the bushes. They are gathered together under the nettles.
7They pleased themselves among these kind of things, and counted it delightful to be under the briers.
8They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men. They were flogged out of the land.
8The children of foolish and base men, and not appearing at all upon the earth.
9“Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
9Now I am turned into their song, and am become their byword.
10They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.
10They abhor me, and flee far from me, and are not afraid to spit in my face.
11For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
11For he hath opened his quiver, and hath afflicted me, and hath put a bridle into my mouth.
12On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.
12At the right hand of my rising, my calamities forthwith arose: they have overthrown my feet, and have overwhelmed me with their paths as with waves.
13They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.
13They have destroyed my ways, they have lain in wait against me, and they have prevailed, and there was none to help.
14As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.
14They have rushed in upon me, as when a wall is broken, and a gate opened, and have rolled themselves down to my miseries.
15Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
15I am brought to nothing: as a wind thou hast taken away my desire: and my prosperity hath passed away like a cloud.
16“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
16And now my soul fadeth within myself, and the days of affliction possess me.
17In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
17In the night my bone is pierced with sorrows: and they that feed upon me, do not sleep.
18My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
18With the multitude of them my garment is consumed, and they have girded me about, as with the collar of my coat.
19He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
19I am compared to dirt, and am likened to embers and ashes.
20I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
20I cry to thee, and thou hearest me not: I stand up, and thou dost not regard me.
21You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.
21Thou art changed to be cruel toward me, and in the hardness of thy hand thou art against me.
22You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
22Thou hast lifted me up, and set me as it were upon the wind, and thou hast mightily dashed me.
23For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.
23I know that thou wilt deliver me to death, where a house is appointed for every one that liveth.
24“However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
24But yet thou stretchest not forth thy hand to their consumption: and if they shall fall down thou wilt save.
25Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
25I wept heretofore for him that was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.
26When I looked for good, then evil came. When I waited for light, darkness came.
26I expected good things, and evils are come upon me: I waited for light, and darkness broke out.
27My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
27My inner parts have boiled without any rest, the days of affliction have prevented me.
28I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
28I went mourning without indignation; I rose up, and cried in the crowd.
29I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
29I was the brother of dragons, and companion of ostriches.
30My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
30My skin is become black upon me, and my bones are dried up with heat.
31Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
31My harp is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of those that weep.
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