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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 set with the dogs of my flock.
                                 
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| 30:2 | 
                                 
                                    Yea, whereto [should] the strength of their hands [profit] me, [men] in whom vigour hath perished?
                                 
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| 30:3 | 
                                 
                                    Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert:
                                 
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| 30:4 | 
                                 
                                    They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food.
                                 
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| 30:5 | 
                                 
                                    They are driven forth from among [men] -- they cry after them as after a thief --
                                 
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| 30:6 | 
                                 
                                    To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks:
                                 
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| 30:7 | 
                                 
                                    They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together:
                                 
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| 30:8 | 
                                 
                                    Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land.
                                 
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| 30:9 | 
                                 
                                    And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.
                                 
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| 30:10 | 
                                 
                                    They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.
                                 
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| 30:11 | 
                                 
                                    For he hath loosed my cord and afflicted me; so they cast off the bridle before me.
                                 
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| 30:12 | 
                                 
                                    At [my] right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;
                                 
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| 30:13 | 
                                 
                                    They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;
                                 
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| 30:14 | 
                                 
                                    They come in as through a wide breach: amid the confusion they roll themselves onward.
                                 
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| 30:15 | 
                                 
                                    Terrors are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.
                                 
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| 30:16 | 
                                 
                                    And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
                                 
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| 30:17 | 
                                 
                                    The night pierceth through my bones [and detacheth them] from me, and my gnawing pains take no rest:
                                 
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| 30:18 | 
                                 
                                    By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.
                                 
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| 30:19 | 
                                 
                                    He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
                                 
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| 30:20 | 
                                 
                                    I cry unto thee, and thou answerest me not; I stand up, and thou lookest at me.
                                 
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| 30:21 | 
                                 
                                    Thou art changed to a cruel one to me; with the strength of thy hand thou pursuest me.
                                 
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| 30:22 | 
                                 
                                    Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to be borne away, and dissolvest my substance.
                                 
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| 30:23 | 
                                 
                                    For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and into the house of assemblage for all living.
                                 
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| 30:24 | 
                                 
                                    Indeed, no prayer [availeth] when he stretcheth out [his] hand: though they cry when he destroyeth.
                                 
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| 30:25 | 
                                 
                                    Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy?
                                 
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| 30:26 | 
                                 
                                    For I expected good, and there came evil; and I waited for light, but there came darkness.
                                 
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| 30:27 | 
                                 
                                    My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.
                                 
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| 30:28 | 
                                 
                                    I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up, I cry in the congregation.
                                 
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| 30:29 | 
                                 
                                    I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion of ostriches.
                                 
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| 30:30 | 
                                 
                                    My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat.
                                 
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| 30:31 | 
                                 
                                    My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of weepers.
                                 
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