Job 30:21
Thou art changed into cruel to me, and in the hardness of thine hand thou art adversary to me. (Thou art cruel towards me, and with thy hard hand thou hast become an adversary to me.)
Wycliffe Modern Spelling
In The King James Version
Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
In Context
Cross References
Job 7:20I have sinned; O! thou keeper of men, what shall I do to thee? Why hast thou set me contrary to thee, and I am made grievous to myself? (I have sinned; O thou keeper of men! but what have I done to thee? Why hast thou put me contrary to thee, so that I am even made a burden to thee?)
Job 10:14And if when I did sin, thou sparedest me at an hour; why sufferest thou not me to be clean of my wickedness? ( And when I did sin, thou sawest me; but thou wouldest not cleanse me of my wickedness.)
Job 13:25Thou showest thy might against a leaf, that is ravished away with the wind; and thou pursuest dry stubble.
Job 19:6Namely now understand ye, that God hath tormented me not by even doom, and hath (en)compassed me with his beatings. (Now then understand ye, that God hath tormented me with unfair judgement, and hath surrounded me with his beatings.)
Job 23:6I will not, that he strive with me by great strength, neither that he oppress me with the heaviness of his greatness. (I do not desire, that he fight me with his great strength, nor oppress me with his great might, or his great power.)
Psalms 89:13thine arm with power. Thine hand be made steadfast, and thy right hand be enhanced; (Thy arm hath power; let thy hand be made firm, and thy right hand be lifted high.)
Matthew Henry on Job 30:16-31
Job Complains of His Affliction. ( b. c. 1520.) 15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. 16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. 17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. 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,… Read the whole commentary →