Job 30:1-12 And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.

YLT⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock. ² Also—the power of their hands, why is it to me? On them hath old age perished. ³ With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste, ⁴ Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots is their food. ⁵ From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief), ⁶ In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts. ⁷ Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together. ⁸ Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land. ⁹ And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword. ¹⁰ They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit. ¹¹ Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away. ¹² On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.