Job 17
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second edition
1My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
1ΟΛΕΚΟΜΑΙ πνεύματι φερόμενος, δέομαι δὲ ταφῆς καὶ οὐ τυγχάνω.
2Surely there are mockers with me, and mine eye abideth in their provocation.
2λίσσομαι κάμνων, καὶ τί ποιήσας;
3Give now a pledge, be surety for me with Thyself; who else is there that will strike hands with me?
3ἔκλεψαν δέ μου τὰ ὑπάρχοντα ἀλλότριοι. τίς ἐστιν οὗτος; τῇ χειρί μου συνδεθήτω.
4For Thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore shalt Thou not exalt them.
4ὅτι καρδίαν αὐτῶν ἔκρυψας ἀπὸ φρονήσεως, διὰ τοῦτο οὐ μὴ ὑψώσῃς αὐτούς.
5He that denounceth his friends for the sake of flattery, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
5τῇ μερίδι ἀναγγελεῖ κακίας, ὀφθαλμοὶ δὲ ἐφ᾿ υἱοῖς ἐτάκησαν.
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and I am become one in whose face they spit.
6ἔθου δέ με θρύλημα ἐν ἔθνεσι, γέλως δὲ αὐτοῖς ἀπέβην·
7Mine eye also is dimmed by reason of vexation, and all my members are as a shadow.
7πεπώρωνται γὰρ ἀπὸ ὀργῆς οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου, πεπολιόρκημαι μεγάλως ὑπὸ πάντων.
8Upright men are astonished at this, and the innocent stirreth up himself against the godless.
8θαῦμα ἔσχεν ἀληθινοὺς ἐπὶ τούτῳ, δίκαιος δὲ ἐπὶ παρανόμῳ ἐπανασταίη·
9Yet the righteous holdeth on his way, and he that hath clean hands waxeth stronger and stronger.
9σχοίη δὲ πιστὸς τὴν ἑαυτοῦ ὁδόν, καθαρὸς δὲ χεῖρας ἀναλάβοι θάρσος.
10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now; and I shall not find a wise man among you.
10οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλὰ πάντες ἐρείδετε, καὶ δεῦτε δή, οὐ γὰρ εὑρίσκω ἐν ὑμῖν ἀληθές.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
11αἱ ἡμέραι μου παρῆλθον ἐν βρόμῳ, ἐράγη δὲ τὰ ἄρθρα τῆς καρδίας μου.
12They change the night into day; the light is short because of darkness.
12νύκτα εἰς ἡμέραν ἔθηκα, φῶς ἐγγὺς ἀπὸ προσώπου σκότους·
13If I look for the nether-world as my house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness;
13ἐὰν γὰρ ὑπομείνω, ᾅδης μου ὁ οἶκος, ἐν δὲ γνόφῳ ἔστρωταί μου ἡ στρωμνή.
14If I have said to corruption: 'Thou art my father', to the worm: 'Thou art my mother, and my sister';
14θάνατον ἐπεκαλεσάμην πατέρα μου εἶναι, μητέρα δέ μου καὶ ἀδελφὴν σαπρίαν.
15Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
15ποῦ οὖν μου ἔτι ἐστὶν ἡ ἐλπίς; ἦ τὰ ἀγαθά μου ὄψομαι;
16They shall go down to the bars of the nether-world, when we are at rest together in the dust.
16ἦ μετ᾿ ἐμοῦ εἰς ᾅδην καταβήσομαι, ἢ ὁμοθυμαδὸν ἐπὶ χώματος καταβησόμεθα;
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