301 And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock. 2 Also—the power of their hands, why 'is it' to me? On them hath old age perished. 3 With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste, 4 Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots 'is' their food. 5 From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief), 6 In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts. 7 Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together. 8 Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 30:1-8
Commentary on Job 30:1-14
(Read Job 30:1-14)
Job contrasts his present condition with his former honour and authority. What little cause have men to be ambitious or proud of that which may be so easily lost, and what little confidence is to be put in it! We should not be cast down if we are despised, reviled, and hated by wicked men. We should look to Jesus, who endured the contradiction of sinners.