Job 17
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
King James Version with Apocrypha
1[Spiritus meus attenuabitur; dies mei breviabuntur: et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
1My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
2Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3Libera me, Domine, et pone me juxta te, et cujusvis manus pugnet contra me.
3Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina: propterea non exaltabuntur.
4For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them .
5Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum ejus deficient.
5He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8Stupebunt justi super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
8Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9Et tenebit justus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
9The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
10But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11Dies mei transierunt; cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum.
11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
12They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
13Si sustinuero, infernus domus mea est, et in tenebris stravi lectulum meum.
13If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
14Putredini dixi: Pater meus es; Mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
14I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
15Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea? et patientiam meam quis considerat?
15And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16In profundissimum infernum descendent omnia mea: putasne saltem ibi erit requies mihi?]
16They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
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