Job 24:8 Cross References - MSB

⁸ Drenched by mountain rains, they huddle against the rocks for want of shelter.

² I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”

⁵ Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets; those brought up in crimson huddle in ash heaps.

³⁸ The world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains, and hid in caves and holes in the ground.