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Job 30:15-31
New International Version
Job 30:15-31
New International Version
15 Terrors(A) overwhelm me;(B)
my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
my safety vanishes like a cloud.(C)
16 “And now my life ebbs away;(D)
days of suffering grip me.(E)
17 Night pierces my bones;
my gnawing pains never rest.(F)
18 In his great power(G) God becomes like clothing to me[a];
he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,(H)
and I am reduced to dust and ashes.(I)
20 “I cry out to you,(J) God, but you do not answer;(K)
I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21 You turn on me ruthlessly;(L)
with the might of your hand(M) you attack me.(N)
22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;(O)
you toss me about in the storm.(P)
23 I know you will bring me down to death,(Q)
to the place appointed for all the living.(R)
24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man(S)
when he cries for help in his distress.(T)
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble?(U)
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?(V)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
when I looked for light, then came darkness.(W)
27 The churning inside me never stops;(X)
days of suffering confront me.(Y)
28 I go about blackened,(Z) but not by the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(AA)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(AB)
a companion of owls.(AC)
30 My skin grows black(AD) and peels;(AE)
my body burns with fever.(AF)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(AG)
and my pipe(AH) to the sound of wailing.
Footnotes
- Job 30:18 Hebrew; Septuagint power he grasps my clothing
Job 30:15-31
King James Version
Job 30:15-31
King James Version
15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
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