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  • Job's Honor Turned into Contempt

    But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
  • “But now they mock me,
    men younger than I,
    whose fathers I would have disdained
    to put with my sheep dogs.
  • Yea, whereto [should] the strength of their hands [profit] me, [men] in whom vigour hath perished?
  • Of what use was the strength of their hands to me,
    since their vigor had gone from them?
  • Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert:
  • Haggard from want and hunger,
    they roameda the parched land
    in desolate wastelands at night.
  • They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food.
  • In the brush they gathered salt herbs,
    and their foodb was the root of the broom bush.
  • They are driven forth from among [men] -- they cry after them as after a thief --
  • They were banished from human society,
    shouted at as if they were thieves.
  • To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks:
  • They were forced to live in the dry stream beds,
    among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
  • They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together:
  • They brayed among the bushes
    and huddled in the undergrowth.
  • Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land.
  • A base and nameless brood,
    they were driven out of the land.
  • And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.
  • “And now those young men mock me in song;
    I have become a byword among them.
  • They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.
  • They detest me and keep their distance;
    they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
  • For he hath loosed my cord and afflicted me; so they cast off the bridle before me.
  • Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me,
    they throw off restraint in my presence.
  • At [my] right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;
  • On my right the tribec attacks;
    they lay snares for my feet,
    they build their siege ramps against me.
  • They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;
  • They break up my road;
    they succeed in destroying me.
    ‘No one can help him,’ they say.
  • They come in as through a wide breach: amid the confusion they roll themselves onward.
  • They advance as through a gaping breach;
    amid the ruins they come rolling in.
  • Job's Prosperity Becomes Calamity

    Terrors are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.
  • Terrors overwhelm me;
    my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
    my safety vanishes like a cloud.
  • And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
  • “And now my life ebbs away;
    days of suffering grip me.
  • The night pierceth through my bones [and detacheth them] from me, and my gnawing pains take no rest:
  • Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.
  • By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.
  • In his great power God becomes like clothing to med;
    he binds me like the neck of my garment.
  • He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
  • He throws me into the mud,
    and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
  • I cry unto thee, and thou answerest me not; I stand up, and thou lookest at me.
  • “I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;
    I stand up, but you merely look at me.
  • Thou art changed to a cruel one to me; with the strength of thy hand thou pursuest me.
  • You turn on me ruthlessly;
    with the might of your hand you attack me.
  • Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to be borne away, and dissolvest my substance.
  • You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;
    you toss me about in the storm.
  • For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and into the house of assemblage for all living.
  • I know you will bring me down to death,
    to the place appointed for all the living.
  • Indeed, no prayer [availeth] when he stretcheth out [his] hand: though they cry when he destroyeth.
  • “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man
    when he cries for help in his distress.
  • Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy?
  • Have I not wept for those in trouble?
    Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
  • For I expected good, and there came evil; and I waited for light, but there came darkness.
  • Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
    when I looked for light, then came darkness.
  • My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.
  • The churning inside me never stops;
    days of suffering confront me.
  • I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up, I cry in the congregation.
  • I go about blackened, but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
  • I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
  • I have become a brother of jackals,
    a companion of owls.
  • My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat.
  • My skin grows black and peels;
    my body burns with fever.
  • My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of weepers.
  • My lyre is tuned to mourning,
    and my pipe to the sound of wailing.

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