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30:1  "But now those younger than I mock me, Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.
30:2  "Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me? Vigor had perished from them.
30:3  "From want and famine they are gaunt Who gnaw the dry ground by night in waste and desolation,
30:4  Who pluck mallow by the bushes, And whose food is the root of the broom shrub.
30:5  "They are driven from the community; They shout against them as against a thief,
30:6  So that they dwell in dreadful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
30:7  "Among the bushes they cry out; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
30:8  "Fools, even those without a name, They were scourged from the land.
30:9  "And now I have become their taunt, I have even become a byword to them.
30:10  "They abhor me and stand aloof from me, And they do not refrain from spitting at my face.
30:11  "Because He has loosed His bowstring and afflicted me, They have cast off the bridle before me.
30:12  "On the right hand their brood arises; They thrust aside my feet and build up against me their ways of destruction.
30:13  "They break up my path, They profit from my destruction; No one restrains them.
30:14  "As through a wide breach they come, Amid the tempest they roll on.
30:15  "Terrors are turned against me; They pursue my honor as the wind, And my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
30:16  "And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have seized me.
30:17  "At night it pierces my bones within me, And my gnawing pains take no rest.
30:18  "By a great force my garment is distorted; It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
30:19  "He has cast me into the mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
30:20  "I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me; I stand up, and You turn Your attention against me.
30:21  "You have become cruel to me; With the might of Your hand You persecute me.
30:22  "You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride; And You dissolve me in a storm.
30:23  "For I know that You will bring me to death And to the house of meeting for all living.
30:24  "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, Or in his disaster therefore cry out for help?
30:25  "Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
30:26  "When I expected good, then evil came; When I waited for light, then darkness came.
30:27  "I am seething within and cannot relax; Days of affliction confront me.
30:28  "I go about mourning without comfort; I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
30:29  "I have become a brother to jackals And a companion of ostriches.
30:30  "My skin turns black on me, And my bones burn with fever.
30:31  "Therefore my harp is turned to mourning, And my flute to the sound of those who weep.