Job 30
1 Ref And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
2 Also -- the power of their hands, why `is it' to me? On them hath old age perished.
3 Ref With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
4 Ref Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots `is' their food.
5 Ref From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
6 Ref In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
7 Ref Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
8 Ref Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
9 Ref And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.
10 Ref They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
11 Ref Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
12 Ref On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.