Job 30:1-10

1“But now those who are younger than I am laugh at me. I didn’t think their fathers were fit to sit with the dogs of my flock.

2Of what use to me was the strength of their hands? Their strength is gone.

3Shriveled up from need and hunger, they gnaw at the dry and barren ground during the night.

4They pick saltwort from the underbrush, and the roots of the broom plant are their food.

5They are driven from the community. People shout at them in the same way they shout at thieves.

6They have to live in dry riverbeds, in holes in the ground, and among rocks.

7They howl in bushes and huddle together under thornbushes.

8Godless fools and worthless people are forced out of the land with whips.

9“And now they make fun of me with songs. I have become a joke to them.

10Since they consider me disgusting, they keep their distance from me and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.