Catholic Public Domain Version
"You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully. "
— Job 30:22, Catholic Public Domain Version
“Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.”
“Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to rideupon it; And thou dissolvest me in the storm. ”
“You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.”
“You pick me up on the wind and make me ride on it; you toss me about in the storm.”
“Thou hast lifted me up, and set me as it were upon the wind, and thou hast mightily dashed me.”
“Lifting me up, you make me go on the wings of the wind; I am broken up by the storm.”
“Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.”
I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.
I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.
You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.
You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.
I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.
Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.
Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.