Tua Palavra

Job's Present State Is Humiliating

|Jó 30:1| "But now those younger than I mock me, Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.

|Jó 30:2| "Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me? Vigor had perished from them.

|Jó 30:3| "From want and famine they are gaunt Who gnaw the dry ground by night in waste and desolation,

|Jó 30:4| Who pluck mallow by the bushes, And whose food is the root of the broom shrub.

|Jó 30:5| "They are driven from the community; They shout against them as against a thief,

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

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

|Jó 30:8| "Fools, even those without a name, They were scourged from the land.

|Jó 30:9| "And now I have become their taunt, I have even become a byword to them.

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|Jó 30:10| "They abhor me and stand aloof from me, And they do not refrain from spitting at my face.