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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 that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
Yea, whereto [should] the strength of their hands [profit] me, [men] in whom vigour hath perished?
Indeed, what profit is the strength of their hands to me?
Their vigor has perished.
Their vigor has perished.
Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert:
They are gaunt from want and famine,
Fleeing late to the wilderness, desolate and waste,
Fleeing late to the wilderness, desolate and waste,
They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food.
They are driven forth from among [men] -- they cry after them as after a thief --
They were driven out from among men,
They shouted at them as at a thief.
They shouted at them as at a thief.
To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks:
They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together:
Among the bushes they brayed,
Under the nettles they nestled.
Under the nettles they nestled.
Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land.
They were sons of fools,
Yes, sons of vile men;
They were scourged from the land.
Yes, sons of vile men;
They were scourged from the land.
And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.
“And now I am their taunting song;
Yes, I am their byword.
Yes, I am their byword.
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.
They abhor me, they keep far from me;
They do not hesitate to spit in my face.
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.
At [my] right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;
At my right hand the rabble arises;
They push away my feet,
And they raise against me their ways of destruction.
They push away my feet,
And they raise against me their ways of destruction.
They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;
They break up my path,
They promote my calamity;
They have no helper.
They promote my calamity;
They have no helper.
They come in as through a wide breach: amid the confusion they roll themselves onward.
They come as broad breakers;
Under the ruinous storm they roll along.
Under the ruinous storm they roll along.
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 are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.
Terrors are turned upon me;
They pursue my honor as the wind,
And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
They pursue my honor as the wind,
And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
“And now my soul is poured out because of my plight;
The days of affliction take hold of me.
The days of affliction take hold of me.
The night pierceth through my bones [and detacheth them] from me, and my gnawing pains take no rest:
My bones are pierced in me at night,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.
By great force my garment is disfigured;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
And I have become like 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, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You regard me.
I stand up, and You regard me.
Thou art changed to a cruel one to me; with the strength of thy hand thou pursuest me.
But You have become cruel to me;
With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to be borne away, and dissolvest my substance.
You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;
You spoil my success.
You spoil my success.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and into the house of assemblage for all living.
For I know that You will bring me to death,
And to the house appointed for all living.
And to the house appointed for all living.
Indeed, no prayer [availeth] when he stretcheth out [his] hand: though they cry when he destroyeth.
“Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,
If they cry out when He destroys it.
If they cry out when He destroys it.
Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy?
Have I not wept for him who was in trouble?
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
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.
But when I looked for good, evil came to me;
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.
I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up, I cry in the congregation.
I go about mourning, but not in the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
I am a brother of jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
And a companion of ostriches.
My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat.
My skin grows black and falls from me;
My bones burn with fever.
My bones burn with fever.