Job 30:1-14

1“But now they mock me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I disdained too much to put with my sheep dogs.

2Moreover, the strength of their hands – what use was it to me? Men whose strength had perished;

3gaunt with want and hunger, they would gnaw the parched land, in former time desolate and waste.

4By the brush they would gather herbs from the salt marshes, and the root of the broom tree was their food.

5They were banished from the community – people shouted at them like they would shout at thieves –

6so that they had to live in the dry stream beds, in the holes of the ground, and among the rocks.

7They brayed like animals among the bushes and were huddled together under the nettles.

8Sons of senseless and nameless people, they were driven out of the land with whips.

9“And now I have become their taunt song; I have become a byword among them.

10They detest me and maintain their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.

11Because God has untied my tent cord and afflicted me, people throw off all restraint in my presence.

12On my right the young rabble rise up; they drive me from place to place, and build up siege ramps against me.

13They destroy my path; they succeed in destroying me without anyone assisting them.

14They come in as through a wide breach; amid the crash they come rolling in.