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Job 30:21-31 Common English Bible (CEB)

21. You are cruel to me,attack me with the strength of your hand.

22. You lift me to the wind and make me ride;you melt me in its roar.

23. I know you will return me to death,the house appointed for all the living.

24. Surely he won’t strike someone in ruinsif in distress he cries out to him,

25. if I didn’t weep for those who have a difficult dayor my soul grieve for the needy;

26. for I awaited good, but evil came;I expected light, but gloom arrived.

27. My insides, churning, are never quiet;days of affliction confront me.

28. I walk in the dark, lacking sunshine;I rise in the assembly and cry out.

29. I have become a brother to jackals,a companion to young ostriches.

30. My skin is charred;my bones are scorched by the heat.

31. My lyre is for mourning,my flute, a weeping sound.

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