Job 30:18–22
18 With great force my garment is hdisfigured;
it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19 God3 has cast me into the mire,
and I have become like idust and ashes.
20 I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;
I stand, and you only look at me.
21 You have jturned cruel to me;
with the might of your hand you kpersecute me.
22 lYou lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — The New International Version (NIV)
18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to me;
he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,
and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
20 “I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;
I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21 You turn on me ruthlessly;
with the might of your hand you attack me.
22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;
you toss me about in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — King James Version (KJV 1900)
18 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.
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.
Job 30:18–22 — New Living Translation (NLT)
18 With a strong hand, God grabs my shirt.
He grips me by the collar of my coat.
19 He has thrown me into the mud.
I’m nothing more than dust and ashes.
20 “I cry to you, O God, but you don’t answer.
I stand before you, but you don’t even look.
21 You have become cruel toward me.
You use your power to persecute me.
22 You throw me into the whirlwind
and destroy me in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — The New King James Version (NKJV)
18 By great force my garment is disfigured;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 “I cry out to You, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You regard me.
21 But You have become cruel to me;
With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
22 You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;
You spoil my success.
Job 30:18–22 — New Century Version (NCV)
18 In his great power God grabs hold of my clothing
and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
19 He throws me into the mud,
and I become like dirt and ashes.
20 “I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;
I stand up, but you just look at me.
21 You have turned on me without mercy;
with your powerful hand you attacked me.
22 You snatched me up and threw me into the wind
and tossed me about in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — American Standard Version (ASV)
18 By God’s great force is my garment disfigured;
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.
20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me:
I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
21 Thou art turned to be cruel to me;
With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride upon it;
And thou dissolvest me in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)
18 By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat. 19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes. 20 I cry unto thee, and thou answerest me not; I stand up, and thou lookest at me. 21 Thou art changed to a cruel one to me; with the strength of thy hand thou pursuest me. 22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to be borne away, and dissolvest my substance.
Job 30:18–22 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)
18 With great strength he grabs my clothes.
He seizes me by the collar of my robe.
19 He throws me into the dirt
so that I become like dust and ashes.”
20 “I call to you for help,
but you don’t answer me.
I stand up, but you just look at me.
21 You have begun to treat me cruelly.
With your mighty hand you assault me.
22 You pick me up and let the wind carry me away.
You toss me around with a storm.
Job 30:18–22 — The Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
18 My clothing is distorted with great force;
He chokes me by the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,
and I have become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me;
when I stand up, You merely look at me.
21 You have turned against me with cruelty;
You harass me with Your strong hand.
22 You lift me up on the wind and make me ride it;
You scatter me in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
18 With violence he seizes my garment;
he grasps me by the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
and I have become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry to you and you do not answer me;
I stand, and you merely look at me.
21 You have turned cruel to me;
with the might of your hand you persecute me.
22 You lift me up on the wind, you make me ride on it,
and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — The Lexham English Bible (LEB)
18 He seizes my clothing with great power;
he grasps me by my tunic’s collar.
19 He has cast me into the dirt,
and I have become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry to you for help, but you do not answer me;
I stand, and you merely look at me.
21 You have turned cruel to me;
you persecute me with your hand’s might.
22 You lift me up to the wind—you make me ride it,
and you toss me about in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — New International Reader’s Version (1998) (NIrV)
18 God’s great power becomes like clothes to me.
He chokes me like the neck of my shirt.
19 He throws me down into the mud.
I’m nothing but dust and ashes.
20 “God, I cry out to you. But you don’t answer me.
I stand up. But all you do is look at me.
21 You do mean things to me.
Your mighty hand attacks me.
22 You pick me up and blow me away with the wind.
You toss me around in the storm.
Job 30:18–22 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)
18 “By a great force my garment is distorted;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 “He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 “I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You turn Your attention against me.
21 “You have become cruel to me;
With the might of Your hand You persecute me.
22 “You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride;
And You dissolve me in a storm.