American Standard Version
Job 30:9-15
9And now I am become their song,Yea, I am a byword unto them.10They abhor me, they stand aloof from me,And spare not to spit in my face.11For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me;And they have cast off the bridle before me.12Upon my right hand rise the rabble;They thrust aside my feet,And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.13They mar my path,They set forward my calamity,Even men that have no helper.14As through a wide breach they come:In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.15Terrors are turned upon me;They chase mine honor as the wind;And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
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- Adam Clarke Bible Commentary
- Barnes’ Notes on the Bible
- Matthew Henry Concise Commentary
- Tyndale Open Study Notes
- Jamieson–Fausset–Brown Commentary
- Rashi on Tanakh
- Keil & Delitzsch Commentary
- John Wesley’s Notes
- Darby Translation Notes
- Geneva Bible Translation Notes
- Kingcomments
- Matthew Henry’s Complete Commentary
- Matthew Henry’s Modern English Commentary
- Seventh-day Adventist Bible Commentary
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