Add parallel Print Page Options

Indeed, what good was the strength of their hands to me?
Vigor had perished from them.
From want and famine they are gaunt,
Who gnaw the dry ground by night in destruction and desolation,
Who pluck [a]mallow by the bushes,
And whose food is the root of the broom tree.

Read full chapter

Footnotes

  1. Job 30:4 Plant of the salt marshes