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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Iyov (Book of Job), Chapter 30 ==&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;1&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;1&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;2&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? men in whom ripe age is perished. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;3&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;3&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They are gaunt with want and famine; they gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;4&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;4&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They pluck salt-wort with wormwood; and the roots of the broom are their food. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;5&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;5&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They are driven forth from the midst of men; they cry after them as after a thief. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;6&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;6&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; In the clefts of the valleys must they dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;7&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;7&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they are gathered together. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;8&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;8&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They are children of churls, yea, children of ignoble men; they were scourged out of the land. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;9&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;9&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; And now I am become their song, yea, I am a byword unto them. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;10&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;10&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;11&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;11&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; For He hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, and they have cast off the bridle before me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;12&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;12&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Upon my right hand rise the brood; they entangle my feet, and they cast up against me their ways of destruction. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;13&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;13&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; They break up my path, they further my calamity, even men that have no helper. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;14&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;14&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; As through a wide breach they come; in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;15&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;15&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Terrors are turned upon me, they chase mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away as a cloud. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;16&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;16&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;17&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;17&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; In the night my bones are pierced, and fall from me, and my sinews take no rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;18&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;18&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; By the great force of my disease is my garment disfigured; it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;19&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;19&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;20&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;20&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; I cry unto Thee, and Thou dost not answer me; I stand up, and Thou lookest at me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;21&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;21&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Thou art turned to be cruel to me; with the might of Thy hand Thou hatest me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;22&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;22&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Thou liftest me up to the wind, Thou causest me to ride upon it; and Thou dissolvest my substance. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;23&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;23&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; For I know that Thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;24&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;24&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Surely none shall put forth his hand to a ruinous heap, neither because of these things shall help come in one's calamity, &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;25&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;25&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; If I have not wept for him that was in trouble, and if my soul grieved not for the needy. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;26&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;26&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Yet, when I looked for good, there came evil; and when I waited for light, there came darkness. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;27&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;27&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Mine inwards boil, and rest not; days of affliction are come upon me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;28&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;28&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; I go mourning without the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;29&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;29&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;30&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;30&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; My skin is black, and falleth from me, and my bones are burned with heat. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;named id=&amp;quot;31&amp;quot;/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;sup&amp;gt;31&amp;lt;/sup&amp;gt; Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep. &lt;br /&gt;
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== See also ==&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Iyov 29|Previous Chapter]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Iyov 30 Commentaries]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Iyov 31|Next Chapter]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== References ==&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Learning resources]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Bible]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Bible Contents]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[he:איוב ל]]&lt;br /&gt;
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