Verse 7
Job 30:7
American Standard Version
7
Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
Original Language Text
hebrew
בֵּין שִׂיחִ֥ים יִנְהָ֑קוּ תַּ֖חַת חָר֣וּל יְסֻפָּֽחוּ
English Translation
Among the bushes they will snort; under the thorns they will come together.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 30 Context
1
But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the...
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Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perishe...
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They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and d...
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They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food.
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They are driven forth from the midst [of men]; They cry after them as after a thief;
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So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
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7
Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
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[They are] children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.
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And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
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10
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
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11
For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
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12
Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their way...
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13
They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, [Even] men that have no helper.
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14
As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves [upon me].
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15
Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cl...
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16
And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
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17
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest.
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By [God (Elohim)`s] great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my co...
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19
He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
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20
I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
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21
Thou art turned to be cruel to me; With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me.
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22
Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride [upon it]; And thou dissolvest me in...
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23
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living.
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24
Howbeit doth not one stretch out the hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
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25
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
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26
When I looked for good, then evil came; And when I waited for light, there came darkness.
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27
My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
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I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
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I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches.
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30
My skin is black, [and falleth] from me, And my bones are burned with heat.
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31
Therefore is my harp [turned] to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
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