30 : 1 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. 30 : 2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished? 30 : 3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste. 30 : 4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat. 30 : 5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;) 30 : 6 To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks. 30 : 7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together. 30 : 8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth. 30 : 9 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword. 30 : 10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face. 30 : 11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me. 30 : 12 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction. 30 : 13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper. 30 : 14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me. 30 : 15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. 30 : 16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. 30 : 17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. 30 : 18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. 30 : 19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. 30 : 20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not. 30 : 21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me. 30 : 22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance. 30 : 23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living. 30 : 24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction. 30 : 25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor? 30 : 26 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness. 30 : 27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me. 30 : 28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation. 30 : 29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. 30 : 30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. 30 : 31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.