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Chapter 30
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But now they that are younger than I have me in derision,
whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with
the dogs of my flock. |
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Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit
me, in whom old age was perished? |
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For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into
the wilderness in former time desolate and waste. |
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Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots
for their meat. |
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They were driven forth from among men, (they cried
after them as after a thief;) |
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To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of
the earth, and in the rocks. |
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Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they
were gathered together. |
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They were children of fools, yea, children of base
men: they were viler than the earth. |
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And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword. |
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They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not
to spit in my face. |
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Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they
have also let loose the bridle before me. |
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Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my
feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their
destruction. |
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They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they
have no helper. |
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They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters:
in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me. |
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Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as
the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
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And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of
affliction have taken hold upon me. |
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My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and
my sinews take no rest. |
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By the great force of my disease is my garment changed:
it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. |
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He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like
dust and ashes. |
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I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand
up, and thou regardest me not. |
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Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou
opposest thyself against me. |
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Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to
ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance. |
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For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to
the house appointed for all living. |
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Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave,
though they cry in his destruction. |
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Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not
my soul grieved for the poor? |
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When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and
when I waited for light, there came darkness. |
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My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction
prevented me. |
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I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I
cried in the congregation. |
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I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. |
30
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My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with
heat. |
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My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into
the voice of them that weep. |
