his army standing about him, yet I was a comforter of them
that mourned.

Job Chapter 30

Job shews the wonderful change of his temporal estate, from welfare to
great calamity.

30:1. But now the younger in time scorn me, whose fathers I would not
have set with the dogs of my flock:

But now the younger in time... That is, younger than I am, and as it
were obscure, when I was conspicuous and in magnificence; they now look
down on me.

30:2. The strength of whose hands was to me as nothing, and they were
thought unworthy of life itself.

30:3. Barren with want and hunger, who gnawed in the wilderness,
disfigured with calamity and misery.

30:4. And they ate grass, and barks of trees, and the root of junipers
was their food.

30:5. Who snatched up these things out of the valleys, and when they had
found any of them, they ran to them with a cry.

30:6. They dwelt in the desert places of torrents, and in caves of
earth, or upon the gravel.

30:7. They pleased themselves among these kind of things, and counted it
delightful to be under the briers.

30:8. The children of foolish and base men, and not appearing at all
upon the earth.

30:9. Now I am turned into their song, and am become their byword.

30:10. They abhor me, and flee far from me, and are not afraid to spit
in my face.

30:11. For he hath opened his quiver, and hath afflicted me, and hath
put a bridle into my mouth.

30:12. At the right hand of my rising, my calamities forthwith arose:
they have overthrown my feet, and have overwhelmed me with their paths
as with waves.

30:13. They have destroyed my ways, they have lain in wait against me,
and they have prevailed, and there was none to help.

30:14. They have rushed in upon me, as when a wall is broken, and a gate
opened, and have rolled themselves down to my miseries.

30:15. I am brought to nothing: as a wind thou hast taken away my
desire: and my prosperity hath passed away like a cloud.

30:16. And now my soul fadeth within myself, and the days of affliction
possess me.

30:17. In the night my bone is pierced with sorrows: and they that feed
upon me, do not sleep.

30:18. With the multitude of them my garment is consumed, and they have
girded me about, as with the collar of my coat.

30:19. I am compared to dirt, and am likened to embers and ashes.

30:20. I cry to thee, and thou hearest me not: I stand up, and thou dost
not regard me.

30:21. Thou art changed to be cruel to