Job's honour is turned into extreme contempt.
Job 30:1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. Job 30:2 Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? men in whom ripe age is perished. Job 30:3 They are gaunt with want and famine; they gnaw the dry ground; in the gloom of wasteness and desolation. Job 30:4 They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; and the roots of the broom [are] their meat. Job 30:5 They are driven forth from the midst [of men]; they cry after them as after a thief. Job 30:6 In the clefts of the valleys must they dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks. Job 30:7 Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they are gathered together. Job 30:8 [They are] children of fools, yea, children of base men; they were scourged out of the land. Job 30:9 And now I am become their song, yea, I am a byword unto them. Job 30:10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and spare not to spit in my face. Job 30:11 For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me, and they have cast off the bridle before me. Job 30:12 Upon my right hand rise the rabble; they thrust aside my feet, and they cast up against me their ways of destruction. Job 30:13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, [even] men that have no helper. Job 30:14 As through a wide breach they come: in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves [upon me].
His prosperity into calamity.
Job 30:15 Terrors are turned upon me, they chase mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away as a cloud. Job 30:16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me. Job 30:17 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the [pains] that gnaw me take no rest. Job 30:18 By the great force [of my disease] is my garment disfigured: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. Job 30:19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. Job 30:20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou lookest at me. Job 30:21 Thou art turned to be cruel to me: with the might of thy hand thou persecutest me. Job 30:22 Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride [upon it]; and thou dissolvest me in the storm. Job 30:23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living. Job 30:24 Surely against a ruinous heap he will not put forth his hand; though [it be] in his destruction, [one may utter] a cry because of these things. Job 30:25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the needy? Job 30:26 When I looked for good, then evil came; and when I waited for light, there came darkness. Job 30:27 My bowels boil, and rest not; days of affliction are come upon me. Job 30:28 I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help. Job 30:29 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches. Job 30:30 My skin is black, [and falleth] from me, and my bones are burned with heat. Job 30:31 Therefore is my harp [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep.