Job 30
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
Berean Standard Bible
1[Nunc autem derident me juniores tempore, quorum non dignabar patres ponere cum canibus gregis mei:
1“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to entrust with my sheep dogs.
2quorum virtus manuum mihi erat pro nihilo, et vita ipsa putabantur indigni:
2What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?
3egestate et fame steriles, qui rodebant in solitudine, squallentes calamitate et miseria.
3Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.
4Et mandebant herbas, et arborum cortices, et radix juniperorum erat cibus eorum:
4They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.
5qui de convallibus ista rapientes, cum singula reperissent, ad ea cum clamore currebant.
5They were banished from among men, shouted down like thieves,
6In desertis habitabant torrentium, et in cavernis terræ, vel super glaream:
6so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
7qui inter hujuscemodi lætabantur, et esse sub sentibus delicias computabant:
7They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.
8filii stultorum et ignobilium, et in terra penitus non parentes.
8A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.
9Nunc in eorum canticum versus sum, et factus sum eis in proverbium.
9And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
10Abominantur me, et longe fugiunt a me, et faciem meam conspuere non verentur.
10They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
11Pharetram enim suam aperuit, et afflixit me, et frenum posuit in os meum.
11Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
12Ad dexteram orientis calamitates meæ illico surrexerunt: pedes meos subverterunt, et oppresserunt quasi fluctibus semitis suis.
12The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.
13Dissipaverunt itinera mea; insidiati sunt mihi, et prævaluerunt: et non fuit qui ferret auxilium.
13They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.
14Quasi rupto muro, et aperta janua, irruerunt super me, et ad meas miserias devoluti sunt.
14They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.
15Redactus sum in nihilum: abstulisti quasi ventus desiderium meum, et velut nubes pertransiit salus mea.
15Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
16Nunc autem in memetipso marcescit anima mea, et possident me dies afflictionis.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.
17Nocte os meum perforatur doloribus, et qui me comedunt, non dormiunt.
17Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.
18In multitudine eorum consumitur vestimentum meum, et quasi capito tunicæ succinxerunt me.
18With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
19Comparatus sum luto, et assimilatus sum favillæ et cineri.
19He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20Clamo ad te, et non exaudis me: sto, et non respicis me.
20I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.
21Mutatus es mihi in crudelem, et in duritia manus tuæ adversaris mihi.
21You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.
22Elevasti me, et quasi super ventum ponens; elisisti me valide.
22You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
23Scio quia morti trades me, ubi constituta est domus omni viventi.
23Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
24Verumtamen non ad consumptionem eorum emittis manum tuam: et si corruerint, ipse salvabis.
24Yet no one stretches out his hand to a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
25Flebam quondam super eo qui afflictus erat, et compatiebatur anima mea pauperi.
25Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
26Expectabam bona, et venerunt mihi mala: præstolabar lucem, et eruperunt tenebræ.
26But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.
27Interiora mea efferbuerunt absque ulla requie: prævenerunt me dies afflictionis.
27I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
28Mœrens incedebam sine furore; consurgens, in turba clamabam.
28I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29Frater fui draconum, et socius struthionum.
29I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.
30Cutis mea denigrata est super me, et ossa mea aruerunt præ caumate.
30My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
31Versa est in luctum cithara mea, et organum meum in vocem flentium.]
31My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.
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