Job 17

Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)

Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second edition

1My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened, and only the grave remaineth for me.

1ΟΛΕΚΟΜΑΙ πνεύματι φερόμενος, δέομαι δὲ ταφῆς καὶ οὐ τυγχάνω.

2I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.

2λίσσομαι κάμνων, καὶ τί ποιήσας;

3Deliver me O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man’s hand fight against me.

3ἔκλεψαν δέ μου τὰ ὑπάρχοντα ἀλλότριοι. τίς ἐστιν οὗτος; τῇ χειρί μου συνδεθήτω.

4Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.

4ὅτι καρδίαν αὐτῶν ἔκρυψας ἀπὸ φρονήσεως, διὰ τοῦτο οὐ μὴ ὑψώσῃς αὐτούς.

5He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.

5τῇ μερίδι ἀναγγελεῖ κακίας, ὀφθαλμοὶ δὲ ἐφ᾿ υἱοῖς ἐτάκησαν.

6He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.

6ἔθου δέ με θρύλημα ἐν ἔθνεσι, γέλως δὲ αὐτοῖς ἀπέβην·

7My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.

7πεπώρωνται γὰρ ἀπὸ ὀργῆς οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου, πεπολιόρκημαι μεγάλως ὑπὸ πάντων.

8The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.

8θαῦμα ἔσχεν ἀληθινοὺς ἐπὶ τούτῳ, δίκαιος δὲ ἐπὶ παρανόμῳ ἐπανασταίη·

9And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

9σχοίη δὲ πιστὸς τὴν ἑαυτοῦ ὁδόν, καθαρὸς δὲ χεῖρας ἀναλάβοι θάρσος.

10Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.

10οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλὰ πάντες ἐρείδετε, καὶ δεῦτε δή, οὐ γὰρ εὑρίσκω ἐν ὑμῖν ἀληθές.

11My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.

11αἱ ἡμέραι μου παρῆλθον ἐν βρόμῳ, ἐράγη δὲ τὰ ἄρθρα τῆς καρδίας μου.

12They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.

12νύκτα εἰς ἡμέραν ἔθηκα, φῶς ἐγγὺς ἀπὸ προσώπου σκότους·

13If I wait hell is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness.

13ἐὰν γὰρ ὑπομείνω, ᾅδης μου ὁ οἶκος, ἐν δὲ γνόφῳ ἔστρωταί μου ἡ στρωμνή.

14If I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.

14θάνατον ἐπεκαλεσάμην πατέρα μου εἶναι, μητέρα δέ μου καὶ ἀδελφὴν σαπρίαν.

15Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?

15ποῦ οὖν μου ἔτι ἐστὶν ἡ ἐλπίς; ἦ τὰ ἀγαθά μου ὄψομαι;

16All that I have shall go down into the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there at least I shall have rest?

16ἦ μετ᾿ ἐμοῦ εἰς ᾅδην καταβήσομαι, ἢ ὁμοθυμαδὸν ἐπὶ χώματος καταβησόμεθα;

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