rsv Job:30:8-31
rsv@Job:30:8 @ A senseless, a disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
rsv@Job:30:9 @ "And now I have become their song, I am a byword to them.
rsv@Job:30:10 @ They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
rsv@Job:30:11 @ Because God has loosed my cord and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
rsv@Job:30:12 @ On my right hand the rabble rise, they drive me forth, they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
rsv@Job:30:13 @ They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.
rsv@Job:30:14 @ As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
rsv@Job:30:15 @ Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
rsv@Job:30:16 @ "And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
rsv@Job:30:17 @ The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
rsv@Job:30:18 @ With violence it seizes my garment; it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
rsv@Job:30:19 @ God has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
rsv@Job:30:20 @ I cry to thee and thou dost not answer me; I stand, and thou dost not heed me.
rsv@Job:30:21 @ Thou hast turned cruel to me; with the might of thy hand thou dost persecute me.
rsv@Job:30:22 @ Thou liftest me up on the wind, thou makest me ride on it, and thou tossest me about in the roar of the storm.
rsv@Job:30:23 @ Yea, I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
rsv@Job:30:24 @ "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, and in his disaster cry for help?
rsv@Job:30:25 @ Did not I weep for him whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
rsv@Job:30:26 @ But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
rsv@Job:30:27 @ My heart is in turmoil, and is never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
rsv@Job:30:28 @ I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
rsv@Job:30:29 @ I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
rsv@Job:30:30 @ My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
rsv@Job:30:31 @ My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.
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