Verse 15
Job 30:15
Young's Literal Translation
15
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
Original Language Text
hebrew
הָהְפַּ֥ךְ עָלַ֗/י בַּלָּ֫ה֥וֹת תִּרְדֹּ֣ף כָּ֭/רוּחַ נְדִבָתִ֑/י וּ֝/כְ/עָ֗ב עָבְרָ֥ה יְשֻׁעָתִֽ/י
English Translation
You will pursue my willing spirit in the depths of the abyss.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 30 Context
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And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With th...
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Also -- the power of their hands, why [is it] to me? On them hath old age perished.
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With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
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Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots [is] their food.
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From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
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In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
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Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
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Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
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And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.
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They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
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Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
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On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, The...
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They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.'
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As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
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15
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hat...
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And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
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At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
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By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
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Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
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I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
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Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me.
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Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest -- Thou levellest me.
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For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And [to] the house appointed for all living.
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Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
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Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.
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When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh.
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My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
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Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
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A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
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My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
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31
And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.
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