Tua Palavra

|Jó 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.

|Jó 30:2| Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished.

|Jó 30:3| They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.

|Jó 30:4| They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food.

|Jó 30:5| They are driven forth from the midst [of men]; They cry after them as after a thief;

|Jó 30:6| So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.

|Jó 30:7| Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.

|Jó 30:8| [They are] children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.

|Jó 30:9| And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.

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|Jó 30:10| They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.