Job 30:1-10

1“But now those younger than I mock and laugh at me, Whose fathers I refused to put with the sheepdogs of my flock.

2Indeed, how could the strength of their hands profit me? Vigor had perished from them.

3They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry and barren ground by night in [the gloom of] waste and desolation.

4They pluck [and eat] saltwort (mallows) among the bushes, And their food is the root of the broom shrub.

5They are driven from the community; They shout after them as after a thief.

6They must dwell on the slopes of wadis And in holes in the ground and in rocks.

7Among the bushes they cry out [like wild animals]; Beneath the prickly scrub they gather and huddle together.

8They are the sons of [worthless and nameless] fools, They have been driven out of the land.

9“And now I have become [the subject of] their taunting; Yes, I am a byword and a laughingstock to them.

10They hate me, they stand aloof from me, And do not refrain from spitting in my face.