Job 30:7
Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
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3With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
4Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots `is' their food.
5From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
6In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
8Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
19And they have come, and rested all of them in the desolate valleys, And in holes of the rocks, and on all the thorns, And on all the commendable things.
21Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
22Cover him do shades, `with' their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
10For while princes `are' perplexed, And with their drink are drunken, They have been consumed as stubble fully dried.
1And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
17Rotted have scattered things under their clods, Desolated have been storehouses, Broken down have been granaries, For withered hath the corn.
18How have cattle sighed! Perplexed have been droves of oxen, For there is no pasture for them, Also droves of sheep have been desolated.
4They turn aside the needy from the way, Together have hid the poor of the earth.
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
6In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean.
11`Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
13And gone up her palaces have thorns, Nettle and bramble `are' in her fortresses, And it hath been a habitation of dragons, A court for daughters of an ostrich.
14And met have Ziim with Aiim, And the goat for its companion calleth, Only there rested hath the night-owl, And hath found for herself a place of rest.
6For, lo, they have gone because of destruction, Egypt gathereth them, Moph burieth them, The desirable things of their silver, Nettles possess them -- a thorn `is' in their tents.
40When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
24With arrows and with bow he cometh thither, Because all the land is brier and thorn.
25And all the hills that with a mattock are kept in order, Thither cometh not the fear of brier and thorn, And it hath been for the sending forth of ox, And for the treading of sheep!'
26Conies `are' a people not strong, And they place in a rock their house,
27A king there is not to the locust, And it goeth out -- each one shouting,
14And have not cried unto Me with their heart, but howl on their beds, For corn and new wine they assemble themselves, They turn aside against Me.
8And enter doth the beast into covert, And in its habitations it doth continue.
14And all the trees say unto the bramble, Come thou, reign over us.
6And wild asses have stood on high places, They have swallowed up wind like dragons, Consumed have been their eyes, for there is no herb.
18For burned as a fire hath wickedness, Brier and thorn it devoureth, And it kindleth in thickets of the forest, And they lift themselves up, an exaltation of smoke!
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
5Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
13Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.
7Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, Unto the brook of the willows they carry.
8From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock.
13Over the ground of my people thorn -- brier goeth up, Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city,
29For `men' are ashamed because of the oaks That ye have desired, And ye are confounded because of the gardens That ye have chosen.
31And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down.
9Every beast of the field, Come to devour, every beast in the forest.
4Their best one `is' as a brier, The upright one -- than a thorn-hedge, The day of thy watchmen -- Thy visitation -- hath come. Now is their perplexity.
38Together as young lions they roar, They have shaken themselves as lions' whelps.
8and that which is bearing thorns and briers `is' disapproved of, and nigh to cursing, whose end `is' for burning;
21For the shepherds have become brutish, And Jehovah they have not sought, Therefore they have not acted wisely, And all their flock is scattered.
30Under him `are' sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
27And their inhabitants are feeble-handed, They were broken down, and are dried up. They have been the herb of the field, And the greenness of the tender grass, Grass of the roofs, And blasted corn, before it hath risen up.
6The burden of the beasts of the south. Into a land of adversity and distress, Of young lion and of old lion, Whence `are' viper and flying saraph, They carry on the shoulder of asses their wealth, And on the hump of camels their treasures, Unto a people not profitable.
7From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
5As the noise of chariots, on the tops of the mountains they skip, As the noise of a flame of fire devouring stubble, As a mighty people set in array for battle.