30 “But now they ilaugh at me,
men who are jyounger than I,
whose fathers I would have disdained
to set with the dogs of my flock.
and the roots of the broom tree for their food.1
5 pThey are driven out from human company;
they shout after them as after a thief.
in holes of the earth and of qthe rocks.
7 Among the bushes they rbray;
under sthe nettles they huddle together.
they have been whipped out of the land.
9 “And now I have become their tsong;
I am ua byword to them.
10 They vabhor me; they keep aloof from me;
they do not hesitate to wspit at the sight of me.
they have cast off restraint2 in my presence.
12 On my xright hand the rabble rise;
they push away my feet;
they ycast up against me their ways of destruction.
they promote my zcalamity;
they need no one to help them.
14 As through a wide abreach they come;
amid the crash they roll on.
15 bTerrors are turned upon me;
my honor is pursued as by the wind,
and my prosperity has passed away like ca cloud.
16 “And now my soul is dpoured out within me;
days of affliction have taken hold of me.
and the pain that ggnaws me takes no rest.
18 With great force my garment is hdisfigured;
it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19 God3 has cast me into the mire,
and I have become like idust and ashes.
I stand, and you only look at me.
21 You have jturned cruel to me;
with the might of your hand you kpersecute me.
22 lYou lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
23 mFor I know that you will bring me to death
and to the house appointed for nall living.
24 “Yet does not one in a oheap of ruins stretch out his hand,
and in his disaster cry for help?4
25 Did not I pweep for him whose day was hard?
Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
26 But qwhen I hoped for good, evil came,
and when I waited for light, rdarkness came.
days of affliction scome to meet me.
28 I tgo about darkened, but not by the sun;
I stand up in uthe assembly and cry for help.
29 I am a brother of vjackals
and a companion of wostriches.
30 My xskin turns black and falls from me,
and my ybones burn with heat.
and my zpipe to the voice of those who weep.
Hebrew the bridle
The meaning of the Hebrew is uncertain