Job 30:1-10

1“But now they mock me— those younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.

2Moreover, what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor has gone from them.

3Haggard from want and hunger, they gnaw the parched land, in former time desolate and waste.

4In the brush they pluck salt herbs, and their food was from the root of the broom tree.

5They were banished from society, shouted at as if they were thieves,

6so they were forced to dwell in wadis, in holes of the earth and among the rocks.

7They brayed among the bushes and huddled under the nettles.

8A senseless and nameless brood, they were cast out from the land.

9“So now I have become their taunt song; I have become a byword to them.

10They despise me; they keep their distance from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.