Job 16
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
1Then Job answered and said:
1Ὑπολαβὼν δὲ Ἰὼβ, λέγει,
2I have heard many such things; sorry comforters are ye all.
2Ἀκήκοα τοιαῦτα πολλὰ, παρακλήτορες κακῶν πάντες.
3Shall windy words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
3Τί γάρ; μὴ τάξις ἐστὶ ῥήμασι πνεύματος; ἢ τί παρενοχλήσει σοι ὅτι ἀποκρίνῃ;
4I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
4Κᾀγὼ καθʼ ὑμᾶς λαλήσω· εἰ ὑπέκειτό γε ἡ ψυχὴ ὑμῶν ἀντὶ τῆς ἐμῆς, εἶτʼ ἐναλοῦμαι ὑμῖν ῥήμασι· κινήσω δὲ καθʼ ὑμῶν κεφαλήν.
5I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
5Εἴη δὲ ἰσχὺς ἐν τῷ στόματί μου, κίνησιν δὲ χειλέων οὐ φείσομαι.
6Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and though I forbear, what am I eased?
6Ἐὰν γὰρ λαλήσω, οὐκ ἀλγήσω τὸ τραῦμα· ἐὰν δὲ καὶ σιωπήσω, τί ἔλαττον τρωθήσομαι;
7But now He hath made me weary; Thou hast made desolate all my company.
7Νῦν δὲ κατάκοπόν με πεποίηκε μωρὸν σεσηπότα, καὶ ἐπελάβου μου.
8And Thou hast shrivelled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
8Εἰς μαρτύριον ἐγενήθη, καὶ ἀνέστη ἐν ἐμοὶ τὸ ψεῦδός μου, κατὰ πρόσωπόν μου ἀνταπεκρίθη.
9He hath torn me in His wrath, and hated me; He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth; mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
9Ὀργῇ χρησάμενος κατέβαλέ με, ἔβρυξεν ἐπʼ ἐμὲ τοὺς ὀδόντας, βέλη πειρατῶν αὐτοῦ ἐπʼ ἐμοὶ ἔπεσαν.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek scornfully; they gather themselves together against me.
10Ἀκίσιν ὀφθαλμῶν ἐνήλατο, ὀξεῖ ἔπαισέ με εἰς τὰ γόνατα, ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ κατέδραμον ἐπʼ ἐμοί.
11God delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
11Παρέδωκε γάρ με ὁ Κύριος εἰς χείρας ἀδίκων, ἐπὶ δὲ ἀσεβέσιν ἔῤῥιψέ με.
12I was at ease, and He broke me asunder; yea, He hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces; He hath also set me up for His mark.
12Εἰρηνεύοντα διεσκέδασέ με· λαβών με τῆς κόμης διέτιλε, κατέστησέ με ὥσπερ σκοπόν.
13His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
13Ἐκύκλωσάν με λόγχαις βάλλοντες εἰς νεφρούς μου, οὐ φειδόμενοι ἐξέχεαν εἰς τὴν γῆν τὴν χολήν μου·
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
14Κατέβαλόν με πτῶμα ἐπὶ πτώματι, ἔδραμον πρὸς μὲ δυνάμενοι.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
15Σάκκον ἔῤῥαψαν ἐπὶ βύρσης μου, τὸ δὲ σθένος μου ἐν γῇ ἐσβέσθη.
16My face is reddened with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16Ἡ γαστήρ μου συγκέκαυται ἀπὸ κλαυθμοῦ, ἐπὶ δὲ βλεφάροις μου σκιά.
17Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
17Ἄδικον δὲ οὐδὲν ἦν ἐν χερσί μου, εὐχὴ δέ μου καθαρά.
18O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place.
18Γῆ μὴ ἐπικαλύψῃς ἐφʼ αἵματι τῆς σαρκός μου, μηδὲ εἴη τόπος τῇ κραυγῇ μου.
19Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He that testifieth of me is on high.
19Καὶ νῦν ἰδοὺ ἐν οὐρανοῖς ὁ μάρτυς μου, ὁ δὲ συνίστωρ μου ἐν ὑψίστοις.
20Mine inward thoughts are my intercessors, mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
20Ἀφίκοιτό μου ἡ δέησις πρὸς Κύριον, ἔναντι δὲ αὐτοῦ στάζοι μου ὁ ὀφθαλμός.
21That He would set aright a man contending with God, as a son of man setteth aright his neighbour!
21Εἴη δὲ ἔλεγχος ἀνδρὶ ἔναντι Κυρίου, καὶ υἱῷ ἀνθρώπου τῷ πλησίον αὐτοῦ.
22For the years that are few are coming on, and I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
22Ἔτη δὲ ἀριθμητὰ ἥκασιν, ὁδῷ δὲ ᾗ οὐκ ἐπαναστραφήσομαι, πορεύσομαι.
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