Job 30:2
“Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?”
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.
Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
Related Verses
“Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,”
“He removeth away the speech of the trusty, and taketh away the understanding of the aged.”
“Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.”
“He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.”
“They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.”