World English Bible
Job 30 (WEBP)
 “But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.
 Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
 They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
 They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom tree are their food.
 They are driven out from among men. They cry after them as after a thief,
 so that they live in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
 They bray among the bushes. They are gathered together under the nettles.
 They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men. They were flogged out of the land.
 “Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.
 For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
 On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.
 They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.
 As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.
 Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
 “Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
 In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
 My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
 I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
 You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.
 You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
 For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.
 “However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
 Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
 When I looked for good, then evil came. When I waited for light, darkness came.
 My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
 I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
 I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
 My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
 Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
Scripture quotations are taken from The World English Bible™ of eBible.org, 2020 stable text edition. It is in the public domain.
King James w/Strong’s #s
Job 30 (KJVS)
 But now [they that are] younger H6810 H3117 than I have me in derision H7832 (8804), whose fathers H1 I would have disdained H3988 (8804) to have set H7896 (8800) with the dogs H3611 of my flock H6629.
 Yea, whereto H4100 [might] the strength H3581 of their hands H3027 [profit] me, in whom old age H3624 was perished H6 (8804)?
 For want H2639 and famine H3720 [they were] solitary H1565; fleeing H6207 (8802) into the wilderness H6723 in former time H570 desolate H7722 and waste H4875.
 Who cut up H6998 (8801) mallows H4408 by the bushes H7880, and juniper H7574 roots H8328 [for] their meat H3899.
 They were driven forth H1644 (8792) from among H1460 [men], (they cried H7321 (8686) after them as [after] a thief H1590;)
 To dwell H7931 (8800) in the clifts H6178 of the valleys H5158, [in] caves H2356 of the earth H6083, and [in] the rocks H3710.
 Among the bushes H7880 they brayed H5101 (8799); under the nettles H2738 they were gathered together H5596 (8792).
 [They were] children H1121 of fools H5036, yea, children H1121 of base men H8034: they were viler H5217 (8738) than the earth H776.
 And now am I their song H5058, yea, I am their byword H4405.
 They abhor H8581 (8765) me, they flee far H7368 (8804) from me, and spare H2820 (8804) not to spit H7536 in my face H6440.
 Because he hath loosed H6605 (8765) my cord H3499, and afflicted H6031 (8762) me, they have also let loose H7971 (8765) the bridle H7448 before H6440 me.
 Upon [my] right H3225 [hand] rise H6965 (8799) the youth H6526; they push away H7971 (8765) my feet H7272, and they raise up H5549 (8799) against me the ways H734 of their destruction H343.
 They mar H5420 (8804) my path H5410, they set forward H3276 (8686) my calamity H1942 (8675) H1962, they have no helper H5826 (8802).
 They came H857 (8799) [upon me] as a wide H7342 breaking H6556 in [of waters]: in H8478 the desolation H7722 they rolled H1556 (8701) themselves [upon me].
 Terrors H1091 are turned H2015 (8717) upon me: they pursue H7291 (8799) my soul H5082 as the wind H7307: and my welfare H3444 passeth away H5674 (8804) as a cloud H5645.
 And now my soul H5315 is poured out H8210 (8691) upon me; the days H3117 of affliction H6040 have taken hold H270 (8799) upon me.
 My bones H6106 are pierced H5365 (8765) in me in the night season H3915: and my sinews H6207 (8802) take no rest H7901 (8799).
 By the great H7230 force H3581 [of my disease] is my garment H3830 changed H2664 (8691): it bindeth me about H247 (8799) as the collar H6310 of my coat H3801.
 He hath cast H3384 (8689) me into the mire H2563, and I am become like H4911 (8691) dust H6083 and ashes H665.
 I cry H7768 (8762) unto thee, and thou dost not hear H6030 (8799) me: I stand up H5975 (8804), and thou regardest H995 (8709) me [not].
 Thou art become H2015 (8735) cruel H393 to me: with thy strong H6108 hand H3027 thou opposest H7852 (8799) thyself against me.
 Thou liftest me up H5375 (8799) to the wind H7307; thou causest me to ride H7392 (8686) [upon it], and dissolvest H4127 (8787) my substance H8454 (8675) H7738 (8762).
 For I know H3045 (8804) [that] thou wilt bring H7725 (8686) me [to] death H4194, and [to] the house H1004 appointed H4150 for all living H2416.
 Howbeit he will not stretch out H7971 (8799) [his] hand H3027 to the grave H1164, though they cry H7769 in his destruction H6365.
 Did not I weep H1058 (8804) for him that was in trouble H7186 H3117? was [not] my soul H5315 grieved H5701 (8804) for the poor H34?
 When I looked H6960 (8765) for good H2896, then evil H7451 came H935 (8799) [unto me]: and when I waited H3176 (8762) for light H216, there came H935 (8799) darkness H652.
 My bowels H4578 boiled H7570 (8795), and rested H1826 (8804) not: the days H3117 of affliction H6040 prevented H6923 (8765) me.
 I went H1980 (8765) mourning H6937 (8802) without the sun H2535: I stood up H6965 (8804), [and] I cried H7768 (8762) in the congregation H6951.
 I am a brother H251 to dragons H8577, and a companion H7453 to owls H1323 H3284.
 My skin H5785 is black H7835 (8804) upon me, and my bones H6106 are burned H2787 (8804) with heat H2721.
 My harp H3658 also is [turned] to mourning H60, and my organ H5748 into the voice H6963 of them that weep H1058 (8802).
Young’s Literal Translation
Job 30 (YLT)
 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.
 Also-the power of their hands, why is it to me? On them hath old age perished.
 With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
 Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots is their food.
 From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
 In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
 Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
 Sons of folly-even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
 And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.
 They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
 Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
 On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
 They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, ‘He hath no helper.’
 As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
 He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
 And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
 At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
 By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
 Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
 I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
 Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me.
 Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest-Thou levellest me.
 For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And to the house appointed for all living.
 Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
 Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.
 When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh.
 My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
 Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
 A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
 My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
 And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.