Job 30:1-14

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.

11Because He has loosened my cord and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence

12On my right the rabble rise up; they entangle my feet and build up their destructive paths against me.

13They break up my path; they succeed in destroying me without anyone helping them.

14As through a wide breach they come; amid the ruins they come rolling in.