Job 30:7
They make noises like asses among the brushwood; they get together under the thorns.
They make noises like asses among the brushwood; they get together under the thorns.
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3They are wasted for need of food, biting the dry earth; their only hope of life is in the waste land.
4They are pulling off the salt leaves from the brushwood, and making a meal of roots.
5They are sent out from among their townsmen, men are crying after them as thieves
6They have to get a resting-place in the hollows of the valleys, in holes of the earth and rocks.
8They are sons of shame, and of men without a name, who have been forced out of the land.
19And they will come, covering all the waste valleys, and the holes of the rocks, and the thorns, and all the watering-places.
21Will you put a cord into his nose, or take him away with a cord round his tongue?
22Will he make prayers to you, or say soft words to you?
10For though they are like twisted thorns, and are overcome as with drink, they will come to destruction like stems of grass fully dry.
1But now those who are younger than I make sport of me; those whose fathers I would not have put with the dogs of my flocks.
17The grains have become small and dry under the spade; the store-houses are made waste, the grain-stores are broken down; for the grain is dry and dead.
18What sounds of pain come from the beasts! the herds of cattle are at a loss because there is no grass for them; even the flocks of sheep are no longer to be seen.
4The crushed are turned out of the way; all the poor of the earth go into a secret place together.
5Like asses in the waste land they go out to their work, looking for food with care; from the waste land they get bread for their children.
6They get mixed grain from the field, and they take away the late fruit from the vines of those who have wealth.
11They have made a circle round our steps: their eyes are fixed on us, forcing us down to the earth;
13And thorns will come up in her fair houses, and waste plants in her strong towers: and foxes will make their holes there, and it will be a meeting-place for ostriches.
14And the beasts of the waste places will come together with the jackals, and the evil spirits will be crying to one another, even the night-spirit will come and make her resting-place there.
6For see, they are going away into Assyria; Egypt will get them together, Memphis will be their last resting-place; their fair silver vessels will be covered over with field plants, and thorns will come up in their tents.
24Men will come there with bows and arrows, because all the land will be full of blackberries and thorns.
25And they will send out the oxen and the sheep on all the hills which before were worked with the spade, ... fear of blackberries and thorns.
26The conies are only a feeble people, but they make their houses in the rocks;
27The locusts have no king, but they all go out in bands;
14And they have not made prayer to me in their hearts, but they make loud cries on their beds; they are cutting themselves for food and wine, they are turned against me.
8Then the beasts go into their holes, and take their rest.
14Then all the trees said to the thorn, You come and be king over us.
6And the asses of the field on the open hilltops are opening their mouths wide like jackals to get air; their eyes are hollow because there is no grass.
18For evil was burning like a fire; the blackberries and thorns were burned up; the thick woods took fire, rolling up in dark clouds of smoke.
15But they took pleasure in my trouble, and came together, yes, low persons came together against me without my knowledge; they never came to an end of wounding me.
5Does the ass of the fields give out his voice when he has grass? or does the ox make sounds over his food?
6They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah.)
13His bones are pipes of brass, his legs are like rods of iron.
7For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants.
8They are wet with the rain of the mountains, and get into the cracks of the rock for cover.
13And for the land of my people, where thorns will come up; even for all the houses of joy in the glad town.
29For you will be put to shame because of the trees of your desire, and because of the gardens of your pleasure.
31And it was all full of thorns, and covered with waste plants, and its stone wall was broken down.
9All you beasts of the field, come together for your meat, even all you beasts of the wood.
4The best of them is like a waste plant, and their upright ones are like a wall of thorns. Sorrow! the day of their fate has come; now will trouble come on them.
38They will be crying out together like lions, their voices will be like the voices of young lions.
8But if it sends up thorns and evil plants, it is of no use and is ready to be cursed; its only end is to be burned.
21For the keepers of the sheep have become like beasts, not looking to the Lord for directions: so they have not done wisely and all their flocks have been put to flight.
27This is why their townsmen had no power, they were broken and put to shame; they were like the grass of the field, or a green plant; like the grass on the house-tops, which a cold wind makes waste.
6The word about the Beasts of the South. Through the land of trouble and grief, the land of the she-lion and the voice of the lion, of the snake and the burning winged snake, they take their wealth on the backs of young asses, and their stores on camels, to a people in whom is no profit.
7At the voice of your word they went in flight; at the sound of your thunder they went away in fear;
6They come together, they are waiting in secret places, they take note of my steps, they are waiting for my soul.
13I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.
5Like the sound of war-carriages they go jumping on the tops of the mountains; like the noise of a flame of fire burning up the grain-stems, like a strong people lined up for the fight.