Give me the entire chapter in Job Chapter 30

 Here is Job 30 ASV: 
Job 30:1: But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
Job 30:2: Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? Men in whom ripe age is perished.
Job 30:3: They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.
Job 30:4: They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food.
Job 30:5: They are driven forth from the midst `of men'; They cry after them as after a thief;
Job 30:6: So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.
Job 30:7: Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.
Job 30:8: `They are' children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.
Job 30:9: And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
Job 30:10: They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And spare not to spit in my face.
Job 30:11: For he hath loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have cast off the bridle before me.
Job 30:12: Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
Job 30:13: They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, `Even' men that have no helper.
Job 30:14: As through a wide breach they come: In the midst of the ruin they roll themselves `upon me'.
Job 30:15: Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
Job 30:16: And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
Job 30:17: In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the `pains' that gnaw me take no rest.
Job 30:18: By `God's' great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
Job 30:19: He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
Job 30:20: I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou gazest at me.
Job 30:21: Thou art turned to be cruel to me; With the might of thy hand thou persecutest me.
Job 30:22: Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride `upon it'; And thou dissolvest me in the storm.
Job 30:23: For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, And to the house appointed for all living.
Job 30:24: Howbeit doth not one stretch out the hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
Job 30:25: Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
Job 30:26: When I looked for good, then evil came; And when I waited for light, there came darkness.
Job 30:27: My heart is troubled, and resteth not; Days of affliction are come upon me.
Job 30:28: I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
Job 30:29: I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches.
Job 30:30: My skin is black, `and falleth' from me, And my bones are burned with heat.
Job 30:31: Therefore is my harp `turned' to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.