Job 29
Berean Standard BibleTranslation
Berean Standard Bible
Daničić–Karadžić Bible (1868), Cyrillic
1And Job continued his discourse:
1Још настави Јов беседу своју и рече:
2“How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me,
2О да бих био као пређашњих месеца, као оних дана кад ме Бог чуваше,
3when His lamp shone above my head, and by His light I walked through the darkness,
3Кад светљаше свећом својом над главом мојом, и при виделу Његовом хођах по мраку,
4when I was in my prime, when the friendship of God rested on my tent,
4Како бејах за младости своје, кад тајна Божија беше у шатору мом,
5when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me,
5Кад још беше Свемогући са мном, и деца моја око мене,
6when my steps were bathed in cream and the rock poured out for me streams of oil!
6Кад се траг мој обливаше маслом, и стена ми точаше уље потоцима,
7When I went out to the city gate and took my seat in the public square,
7Кад излажах на врата кроз град, и на улици намештах себи столицу:
8the young men saw me and withdrew, and the old men rose to their feet.
8Младићи видећи ме уклањаху се, а старци устајаху и стајаху,
9The princes refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands.
9Кнезови престајаху говорити и метаху руку на уста своја,
10The voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roofs of their mouths.
10Управитељи устезаху глас свој и језик им пријањаше за грло.
11For those who heard me called me blessed, and those who saw me commended me,
11Јер које ме ухо чујаше, називаше ме блаженим; и које ме око виђаше, сведочаше ми
12because I rescued the poor who cried out and the fatherless who had no helper.
12Да избављам сиромаха који виче, и сироту и који нема никог да му помогне;
13The dying man blessed me, and I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.
13Благослов оног који пропадаше долажаше на ме, и удовици срце распевах;
14I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; justice was my robe and my turban.
14У правду се облачих и она ми беше одело, као плашт и као венац беше ми суд мој.
15I served as eyes to the blind and as feet to the lame.
15Око бејах слепом и нога хромом.
16I was a father to the needy, and I took up the case of the stranger.
16Отац бејах убогима, и разбирах за распру за коју не знах.
17I shattered the fangs of the unjust and snatched the prey from his teeth.
17И разбијах кутњаке неправеднику, и из зуба му истрзах грабеж.
18So I thought: ‘I will die in my nest and multiply my days as the sand.
18Зато говорах: У свом ћу гнезду умрети, и биће ми дана као песка.
19My roots will spread out to the waters, and the dew will rest nightly on my branches.
19Корен мој пружаше се крај воде, роса биваше по сву ноћ на мојим гранама.
20My glory is ever new within me, and my bow is renewed in my hand.’
20Слава моја подмлађиваше се у мене, и лук мој у руци мојој понављаше се.
21Men listened to me with expectation, waiting silently for my counsel.
21Слушаху ме и чекаху, и ћутаху на мој савет.
22After my words, they spoke no more; my speech settled on them like dew.
22После мојих речи нико не проговараше, тако их натапаше беседа моја.
23They waited for me as for rain and drank in my words like spring showers.
23Јер ме чекаху као дажд, и уста своја отвараху као на позни дажд.
24If I smiled at them, they did not believe it; the light of my countenance was precious.
24Кад бих се насмејао на њих, не вероваху, и сјајност лица мог не разгоњаху.
25I chose their course and presided as chief. So I dwelt as a king among his troops, as a comforter of the mourners.
25Кад бих отишао к њима, седах у зачеље, и бејах као цар у војсци, кад теши жалосне.
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