Thematic Bible

Job 30:1

Men younger than I am make fun of me now! Their fathers have always been so worthless that I would not let them help dogs guard sheep.

Job 30:2

They were a bunch of worn-out men, too weak to do any work for me.

Job 30:3

Shriveled up from need and hunger, they gnaw at the dry and barren ground during the night.

Job 30:4

They pick mallow (salt herb) from the underbrush, and the roots of the broom plant are their food.

Job 30:5

They are driven from the community. People shout at them in the same way they shout at thieves.

Job 30:6

They have to live in dry riverbeds (the clefts of the valleys) (wadis), in holes in the ground, and among rocks.

Job 30:7

They howl in bushes and huddle together under thorn bushes.

Job 30:8

Godless fools and worthless people are forced out of the land with whips.

Job 30:9

Now they make fun of me with songs. I have become a joke to them.

Job 30:10

Since they consider me disgusting, they keep their distance from me and don't hesitate to spit in my face.

Job 30:11

Because God has untied my cord and has made me suffer, they are no longer restrained in my presence.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:12

They have attacked me on my right side like a mob. They trip my feet and then prepare ways to destroy me.

Job 30:13

They break up my path, they promote my calamity and no one restrains them!
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:14

As through a wide breach they come. Amid the crash they roll on.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:15

Terrorists turn on me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.

Job 30:16

Now I am poured out, the days of affliction have taken hold of me.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:17

The night racks my bones, and the pain that eats at me takes no rest.

Job 30:18

With violence it seizes my garment. It binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:19

God has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:20

I cry to you and you do not answer me! I stand, and you do not heed me.

Job 30:21

You have turned cruel to me. With the might of your hand you appose me.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 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.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:23

Yes, I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.

Job 30:24

Does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, Or in his disaster cry out for help?
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:25

Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was I not grieved for the needy?

Job 30:26

When I expected good evil came. When I waited for light darkness came.
No Themes for this verse.

Job 30:27

I am seething within and cannot relax! Days of affliction confront me.

Job 30:28

I go about mourning without comfort. I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.

Job 30:29

I am a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.

Job 30:30

My skin grows black on me and my bones burn with fever.

Job 30:31

Therefore my harp is turned to mourning, and my flute to the sound of those who weep.