Job 30:6-12
"They must dwell in the clefts of frightful valleys (gullies made by torrents) and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
Among the bushes they bray and howl [like wild animals]; beneath the prickly scrub they fling themselves and huddle together.
Sons of the worthless and nameless, they have been scourged and crushed out of the land.
And now I have become their song; yes, I am a byword to them.
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and do not refrain from spitting in my face or at the sight of me.
For God has loosed my bowstring and afflicted and humbled me; they have cast off the bridle [of restraint] before me.
On my right hand rises the rabble brood; they jostle me and push away my feet, and they cast up against me their ways
of destruction [like an advancing
army]."
Job was feeling many pains...
Pain of God being The One afflicting him, he did not hear the conversation with Satan... He only knew of God... All the people who once he gave help to, and his compassion to, was snearing and smearing his name... No more was his family there, they had been killed, and his wife turning said go ahead and curse God and die...
I have felt this kind of pain before...
PJCopty
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