29 I have become a brother to (A)jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
30 My (B)skin turns black [a]on me,
And my (C)bones burn with [b]fever.
31 Therefore my (D)harp [c]is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the sound of those who weep.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 30:30 Lit from upon
  2. Job 30:30 Lit heat
  3. Job 30:31 Lit becomes

29 I have become a brother of jackals,(A)
    a companion of owls.(B)
30 My skin grows black(C) and peels;(D)
    my body burns with fever.(E)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(F)
    and my pipe(G) to the sound of wailing.

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