Job 17

King James Version with Apocrypha

Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second edition

1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

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

2Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

2λίσσομαι κάμνων, καὶ τί ποιήσας;

3Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he 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 speaketh flattery to his friends, 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 aforetime I was as a tabret.

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

7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

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

8Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.

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

9The righteous also 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.

10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one 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 wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

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

14I 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.

15And where is now my hope? 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 pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

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

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