ΙΩΒ 7
Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second editionOriginal language
Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second edition
World English Bible
1ΠΟΤΕΡΟΝ οὐχὶ πειρατήριόν ἐστιν ὁ βίος ἀνθρώπου ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς καὶ ὥσπερ μισθίου αὐθημερινοῦ ἡ ζωὴ αὐτοῦ;
1“Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
2ἢ ὥσπερ θεράπων δεδοικὼς τὸν Κύριον αὐτοῦ καὶ τετευχὼς σκιᾶς; ἢ ὥσπερ μισθωτὸς ἀναμένων τὸν μισθὸν αὐτοῦ;
2As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,
3οὕτως κἀγὼ ὑπέμεινα μῆνας κενούς, νύκτες δὲ ὀδυνῶν δεδομέναι μοί εἰσιν.
3so I am made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4ἐὰν κοιμηθῶ, λέγω· πότε ἡμέρα; ὡς δ᾿ ἂν ἀναστῶ, πάλιν· πότε ἑσπέρα; πλήρης δὲ γίνομαι ὀδυνῶν ἀπὸ ἑσπέρας ἕως πρωΐ.
4When I lie down, I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’ I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
5φύρεται δέ μου τὸ σῶμα ἐν σαπρίᾳ σκωλήκων, τήκω δὲ βώλακας γῆς ἀπὸ ἰχῶρος ξύων.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
6ὁ δὲ βίος μού ἐστιν ἐλαφρότερος λαλιᾶς, ἀπόλωλε δὲ ἐν κενῇ ἐλπίδι.
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7μνήσθητι οὖν ὅτι πνεῦμά μου ἡ ζωὴ καὶ οὐκέτι ἐπανελεύσεται ὀφθαλμός μου ἰδεῖν ἀγαθόν.
7Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.
8οὐ περιβλέψεταί με ὀφθαλμὸς ὁρῶντός με· οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ἐν ἐμοί, καὶ οὐκέτι εἰμὶ
8The eye of him who sees me will see me no more. Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
9ὥσπερ νέφος ἀποκαθαρθὲν ἀπ᾿ οὐρανοῦ. ἐὰν γὰρ ἄνθρωπος καταβῇ εἰς ᾄδην, οὐκέτι μὴ ἀναβῇ,
9As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.
10οὐδ᾿ οὐ μὴ ἐπιστρέψῃ ἔτι εἰς τὸν ἴδιον οἶκον, οὐδ' οὐ μὴ ἐπιγνῷ αὐτὸν ἔτι ὁ τόπος αὐτοῦ.
10He will return no more to his house, neither will his place know him any more.
11ἀτὰρ οὖν οὐδὲ ἐγὼ φείσομαι τῷ στόματί μου, λαλήσω ἐν ἀνάγκῃ ὤν, ἀνοίξω πικρίαν ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος.
11“Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12πότερον θάλασσά εἰμι ἢ δράκων, ὅτι κατέταξας ἐπ᾿ ἐμὲ φυλακήν;
12Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
13εἶπα ὅτι παρακαλέσει με ἡ κλίνη μου, ἀνοίσω δὲ πρὸς ἐμαυτὸν ἰδίᾳ λόγον τῇ κοίτῃ μου.
13When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me. My couch will ease my complaint,’
14ἐκφοβεῖς με ἐνυπνίοις καὶ ὁράμασί με καταπλήσσεις.
14then you scare me with dreams and terrify me through visions,
15ἀπαλλάξεις ἀπὸ πνεύματός μου τὴν ψυχήν μου, ἀπὸ δὲ θανάτου τὰ ὀστᾶ μου·
15so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.
16οὐ γὰρ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ζήσομαι, ἵνα μακροθυμήσω· ἀπόστα ἀπ᾿ ἐμοῦ, κενὸς γάρ μου ὁ βίος.
16I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17τί γάρ ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος ὅτι ἐμεγάλυνας αὐτὸν ἢ ὅτι προσέχεις τὸν νοῦν εἰς αὐτὸν
17What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,
18ἢ ἐπισκοπὴν αὐτοῦ ποιήσῃ ἕως τὸ πρωΐ καὶ εἰς ἀνάπαυσιν αὐτὸν κρινεῖς;
18that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
19ἕως τίνος οὐκ ἐᾷς με οὐδὲ προΐῃ με, ἕως ἂν καταπίω τὸν πτύελόν μου ἐν ὀδύνῃ;
19How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
20εἰ ἐγὼ ἥμαρτον, τί δυνήσομαι πρᾶξαι, ὁ ἐπιστάμενος τὸν νοῦν τῶν ἀνθρώπων; διατί ἔθου με κατεντευκτήν σου, εἰμὶ δὲ ἐπὶ σοὶ φορτίον;
20If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?
21καὶ διατί οὐκ ἐποιήσω τῆς ἀνομίας μου λήθην καὶ καθαρισμὸν τῆς ἁμαρτίας μου; νυνὶ δὲ εἰς γῆν ἀπελεύσομαι, ὀρθρίζων δὲ οὐκέτι εἰμί.
21Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now will I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”
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