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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 cliffs 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.

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Everything King James Bible:Job
Matthew Henry's Concise Commentary on the Whole Bible
back to: Job
Book: Job
Chapter: 30

Job's honour is turned into contempt. (1-14) Job a Burden to
himself. (15-31)

1-14 Job contrasts his present condition with his former honour
and authority. What little cause have men to be ambitious or
proud of that which may be So easily lost, and what little
confidence is to be Put in it! We should not be cast down if we
are despised, reviled, and hated By wicked men. We should look
to Jesus, who endured the contradiction of sinners.

15-31 Job complains a great Deal. Harbouring hard thoughts of
God was the Sin which did, at this time, most easily beset Job.
When inward temptations join with outward calamities, the soul
is hurried as in a tempest, and is filled with confusion. But
woe be to those who really have God for an enemy! Compared with
the awful state of ungodly men, what are all outward, or even
inward temporal Afflictions? There is something with which Job
comforts himself, yet it is but a little. He foresees that Death
will be the End of all his troubles. God's wrath might bring him
to Death; but his soul would be safe and happy in the world of
spirits. If none pity us, yet our God, who corrects, pities us,
even as a Father pitieth his own children. And let us look more
to the things of eternity: then the believer will cease from
mourning, and joyfully praise redeeming Love.

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