Job 30:8-31 They were the children of fooles & vylanes, which are deed awaye fro the worlde.

Coverdale⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁸ They were the children of fooles & vylanes, which are deed awaye fro the worlde. ⁹ Now am I their songe, & am become their iestinge stocke. ¹⁰ they abhorre me, they fle farre fro me & stayne my face wt spetle. ¹¹ For ye LORDE hath opened his quyuer, he hath hytt me, & put a brydle in my mouth. ¹² Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me, ¹³ & my path haue they clene marred. It was so easy for them to do me harme, that they neded no man to helpe the. ¹⁴ They fell vpon me, as it had bene ye breakynge in of waters, & came in by heapes to destroye me. ¹⁵ Fearfulnesse is turned agaynst me. Myne honoure vanisheth awaye more swiftly then wynde, & my prosperite departeth hece like as it were a cloude. ¹⁶ Therfore is my mynde poured full of heuynesse, & ye dayes of trouble haue take holde vpon me. ¹⁷ My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest. ¹⁸ With all their power haue they chaunged my garmet, & gyrded me therwith, as it were wt a coate. ¹⁹ I am eue as it were claye, & am become like asshes & dust. ²⁰ Whe I crie vnto the, thou doest not heare me: & though I stonde before the, yet thou regardest me not. ²¹ Thou art become myne enemye, & wt yi violet hade thou takest parte agaynst me. ²² In tymes past thou didest set me vp an hye, as it were aboue ye winde, but now hast thou geue me a very sore fall. ²³ Sure I am, yt thou wilt delyuer me vnto death: where as a lodgyng is prepared for all me ²⁴ Now vse not me to do violece vnto the, yt are destroyed allready: but where hurte is done, there vse thei to helpe. ²⁵ Dyd not I wepe in ye tyme of trouble? Had not my soule copassion vpo ye poore? ²⁶ Yet neuerthelesse where as I loked for good, euell happened vnto me: and where as I waited for light, there came darcknesse. ²⁷ My bowels seeth wt in me & take no rest, for ye dayes of my trouble are come vpo me. ²⁸ Mekely & lowly came I in, yee & without eny displeasure: I stode vp in ye cogregacion, & commoned with the ²⁹ But now. I am a copanyon of dragons, & a felowe of Esiriches. ³⁰ My skynne vpo me is turned to black, & my bones are bret wt heate: ³¹ my harpe is turned to sorow, & my pipe to wepinge.