| 章 |
| 30:1 |
"But now they make sport of me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
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| 30:2 |
What could I gain from the strength of their hands? All their vigor is gone.
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| 30:3 |
Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground,
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| 30:4 |
they pick mallow and the leaves of bushes, and to warm themselves the roots of broom.
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| 30:5 |
They are driven out from society; people shout after them as after a thief.
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| 30:6 |
In the gullies of wadis they must live, in holes in the ground, and in the rocks.
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| 30:7 |
Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they huddle together.
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| 30:8 |
A senseless, disreputable brood, they have been whipped out of the land.
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| 30:9 |
"And now they mock me in song; I am a byword to them.
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| 30:10 |
They abhor me, they keep aloof from me; they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.
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| 30:11 |
Because God has loosed my bowstring and humbled me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
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| 30:12 |
On my right hand the rabble rise up; they send me sprawling, and build roads for my ruin.
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| 30:13 |
They break up my path, they promote my calamity; no one restrains them.
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| 30:14 |
As through a wide breach they come; amid the crash they roll on.
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| 30:15 |
Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
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| 30:16 |
"And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold of me.
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| 30:17 |
The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
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| 30:18 |
With violence he seizes my garment; he grasps me by the collar of my tunic.
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| 30:19 |
He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
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| 30:20 |
I cry to you and you do not answer me; I stand, and you merely look at me.
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| 30:21 |
You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me.
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| 30:22 |
You lift me up on the wind, you make me ride on it, and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
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| 30:23 |
I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
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| 30:24 |
"Surely one does not turn against the needy, when in disaster they cry for help.
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| 30:25 |
Did I not weep for those whose day was hard? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
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| 30:26 |
But when I looked for good, evil came; and when I waited for light, darkness came.
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| 30:27 |
My inward parts are in turmoil, and are never still; days of affliction come to meet me.
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| 30:28 |
I go about in sunless gloom; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
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| 30:29 |
I am a brother of jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
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| 30:30 |
My skin turns black and falls from me, and my bones burn with heat.
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| 30:31 |
My lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.
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