Job's Present State Is Humiliating
Job
1 Job's honor is turned into extreme contempt, 15 and his prosperity into calamity
But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)
6 To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Job 12:1811 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
Job 19:1212 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
Psa 69:2613 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
Psa 18:4;Psa 69:14-15;Isa 8:7-8 14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
15 ¶ Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
Isa 53:12;Psa 42:4;Psa 22:14 16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
Job 33:19-21;Psa 6:2 17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
Job 2:718 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
Psa 22:2;Mat 15:23 20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
2 Cor 11:29;Rom 12:15;Joh 11:35 25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
Jer 8:1526 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
Lam 3:1-228 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
Psa 102:629 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.