ΙΩΒ 10
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)Original language
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
1Καμνὼν τῇ ψυχῇ μου, στένων ἐπαφήσω ἐπʼ αὐτὸν τὰ ῥήματα μου· λαλήσω πικρίᾳ ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος,
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2καὶ ἐρῶ πρὸς Κύριον, μή με ἀσεβεῖν δίδασκε· καὶ διατί με οὕτως ἔκρινας;
2I will say unto God: Do not condemn me; make me know wherefore Thou contendest with me.
3Ἢ καλόν σοι ἐὰν ἀδικήσω; ὅτι ἀπείπω ἔργα χειρῶν σου, βουλῇ δὲ ἀσεβῶν προσέσχες.
3Is it good unto Thee that Thou shouldest oppress, that Thou shouldest despise the work of Thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
4Ἢ ὥσπερ βροτὸς ὁρᾷ, καθορᾷς; ἢ καθὼς ὁρᾷ ἄνθρωπος, βλέψῃ;
4Hast Thou eyes of flesh? or seest Thou as man seeth?
5Ἢ ὁ βίος σου ἀνθρώπινός ἐστιν, ἢ τὰ ἔτη σου ἀνδρὸς,
5Are Thy days as the days of man, or Thy years as a man's days,
6ὅτι ἀνεζήτησας τὴν ἀνομίαν μου, καὶ τὰς ἁμαρτίας μου ἐξιχνίασας;
6That Thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin,
7Οἶδας γὰρ ὅτι οὐκ ἠσέβησα· ἀλλὰ τίς ἐστιν ὁ ἐκ τῶν χειρῶν σου ἐξαιρούμενος;
7Although Thou knowest that I shall not be condemned; and there is none that can deliver out of Thy hand?
8Αἱ χεῖρές σου ἔπλασάν με καὶ ἐποίησάν με, μετὰ ταῦτα μεταβαλών με ἔπαισας.
8Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me together round about; yet Thou dost destroy me!
9Μνήσθητι, ὅτι πηλόν με ἔπλασας, εἰς δὲ γῆν με πάλιν ἀποστρέφεις.
9Remember, I beseech Thee, that Thou hast fashioned me as clay; and wilt Thou bring me into dust again?
10Ἢ οὐχ ὥσπερ γάλα με ἤμελξας, ἐτύρωσας δέ με ἶσα τυρῷ;
10Hast Thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11Δέρμα δὲ καὶ κρέας με ἐνέδυσας, ὀστέοις δὲ καὶ νεύροις με ἔνειρας.
11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12Ζωὴν δὲ καὶ ἔλεος ἔθου παρʼ ἐμοὶ, ἡ δὲ ἐπισκοπή σου ἐφυλαξέ μου τὸ πνεῦμα.
12Thou hast granted me life and favour, and Thy providence hath preserved my spirit.
13Ταῦτα ἔχων ἐν σεαυτῷ, οἶδα ὅτι πάντα δύνασαι· ἀδυνατεῖ δέ σοι οὐθέν.
13Yet these things Thou didst hide in Thy heart; I know that this is with Thee;
14Ἐάν τε γὰρ ἁμάρτω, φυλάσσεις με, ἀπὸ δὲ ἀνομίας οὐκ ἀθῶόν με πεποίηκας.
14If I sin, then Thou markest me, and Thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
15Ἐάν τε γὰρ ἀσεβήσω, οἴμοι· ἐὰν δὲ ὦ δίκαιος, οὐ δύναμαι ἀνακύψαι, πλήρης γὰρ ἀτιμίας εἰμί.
15If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head — being filled with ignominy and looking upon mine affliction.
16Ἀγρεύομαι γὰρ ὥσπερ λέων εἰς σφαγήν· πάλιν γὰρ μεταβαλὼν δεινῶς με ὀλέκεις,
16And if it exalt itself, Thou huntest me as a lion; and again Thou showest Thyself marvellous upon me.
17ἐπανακαινίζων ἐπʼ ἐμὲ τὴν ἔτασίν μου· ὀργῇ δὲ μεγάλῃ μοι ἐχρήσω, ἐπήγαγες δὲ ἐπʼ ἐμὲ πειρατήρια.
17Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, and increasest Thine indignation upon me; host succeeding host against me.
18Ἱνατί οὖν ἐκ κοιλίας με ἐξήγαγες, καὶ οὐκ ἀπέθανον, ὀφθαλμὸς δέ με οὐκ εἶδε,
18Wherefore then hast Thou brought me forth out of the womb? Would that I had perished, and no eye had seen me!
19καὶ ὥσπερ οὐκ ὢν ἐγενόμην; διατί γὰρ ἐκ γαστρὸς εἰς μνῆμα οὐκ ἀπηλλάγην;
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20Ἢ οὐκ ὀλίγος ἐστὶν ὁ βίος τοῦ χρόνου μου; ἔασόν με ἀναπαύσασθαι μικρὸν,
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21πρὸ τοῦ με πορευθῆναι ὅθεν οὐκ ἀναστρέψω, εἰς γῆν σκοτεινὴν καὶ γνοφερὰν,
21Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22εἰς γῆν σκότους αἰωνίου, οὗ οὐκ ἔστι φέγγος, οὐδὲ ὁρᾷν ζωὴν βροτῶν.
22A land of thick darkness, as darkness itself; a land of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
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