Job 17
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
Berean Standard Bible
1[Spiritus meus attenuabitur; dies mei breviabuntur: et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
1“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me.
2Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
2Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
3Libera me, Domine, et pone me juxta te, et cujusvis manus pugnet contra me.
3Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. Who else will be my guarantor?
4Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina: propterea non exaltabuntur.
4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore You will not exalt them.
5Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum ejus deficient.
5If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.
6Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
6He has made me a byword among the people, a man in whose face they spit.
7Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
7My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow.
8Stupebunt justi super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are stirred against the godless.
9Et tenebit justus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
9Yet a righteous one holds to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger.
10Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
10But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you.
11Dies mei transierunt; cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum.
11My days have passed; my plans are broken off— even the desires of my heart.
12Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
12They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness.
13Si sustinuero, infernus domus mea est, et in tenebris stravi lectulum meum.
13If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,
14Putredini dixi: Pater meus es; Mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
14and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
15Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea? et patientiam meam quis considerat?
15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?
16In profundissimum infernum descendent omnia mea: putasne saltem ibi erit requies mihi?]
16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we go down together into the dust?”
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