Job 16
King James Version with ApocryphaTranslation
King James Version with Apocrypha
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
1Then Job answered and said,
1Ὑπολαβὼν δὲ Ἰὼβ, λέγει,
2I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
2Ἀκήκοα τοιαῦτα πολλὰ, παρακλήτορες κακῶν πάντες.
3Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth 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 heap up words against you, and shake mine 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.
5But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief .
5Εἴη δὲ ἰσχὺς ἐν τῷ στόματί μου, κίνησιν δὲ χειλέων οὐ φείσομαι.
6Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: 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 filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
8Εἰς μαρτύριον ἐγενήθη, καὶ ἀνέστη ἐν ἐμοὶ τὸ ψεῦδός μου, κατὰ πρόσωπόν μου ἀνταπεκρίθη.
9He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy 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 reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
10Ἀκίσιν ὀφθαλμῶν ἐνήλατο, ὀξεῖ ἔπαισέ με εἰς τὰ γόνατα, ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ κατέδραμον ἐπʼ ἐμοί.
11God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
11Παρέδωκε γάρ με ὁ Κύριος εἰς χείρας ἀδίκων, ἐπὶ δὲ ἀσεβέσιν ἔῤῥιψέ με.
12I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and 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 defiled my horn in the dust.
15Σάκκον ἔῤῥαψαν ἐπὶ βύρσης μου, τὸ δὲ σθένος μου ἐν γῇ ἐσβέσθη.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
16Ἡ γαστήρ μου συγκέκαυται ἀπὸ κλαυθμοῦ, ἐπὶ δὲ βλεφάροις μου σκιά.
17Not for any injustice in mine hands: also 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 place.
18Γῆ μὴ ἐπικαλύψῃς ἐφʼ αἵματι τῆς σαρκός μου, μηδὲ εἴη τόπος τῇ κραυγῇ μου.
19Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
19Καὶ νῦν ἰδοὺ ἐν οὐρανοῖς ὁ μάρτυς μου, ὁ δὲ συνίστωρ μου ἐν ὑψίστοις.
20My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
20Ἀφίκοιτό μου ἡ δέησις πρὸς Κύριον, ἔναντι δὲ αὐτοῦ στάζοι μου ὁ ὀφθαλμός.
21O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
21Εἴη δὲ ἔλεγχος ἀνδρὶ ἔναντι Κυρίου, καὶ υἱῷ ἀνθρώπου τῷ πλησίον αὐτοῦ.
22When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
22Ἔτη δὲ ἀριθμητὰ ἥκασιν, ὁδῷ δὲ ᾗ οὐκ ἐπαναστραφήσομαι, πορεύσομαι.
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