约伯传 17

1My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened, and only the grave remaineth for me.

2I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.

3Deliver me O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man’s hand fight against me.

4Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.

5He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.

6He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.

7My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.

8The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.

9And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

10Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.

11My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.

12They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.

13If I wait hell is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness.

14If I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.

15Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?

16All that I have shall go down into the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there at least I shall have rest?

1[Spiritus meus attenuabitur; dies mei breviabuntur: et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.

2Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.

3Libera me, Domine, et pone me juxta te, et cujusvis manus pugnet contra me.

4Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina: propterea non exaltabuntur.

5Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum ejus deficient.

6Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.

7Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.

8Stupebunt justi super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.

9Et tenebit justus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.

10Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.

11Dies mei transierunt; cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum.

12Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.

13Si sustinuero, infernus domus mea est, et in tenebris stravi lectulum meum.

14Putredini dixi: Pater meus es; Mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.

15Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea? et patientiam meam quis considerat?

16In profundissimum infernum descendent omnia mea: putasne saltem ibi erit requies mihi?]

1My spirit will be wasted, my days will be shortened, and only the grave will be left for me.

2I have not sinned, yet my eye remains in bitterness.

3Free me, O Lord, and set me beside you, and let the hand of anyone you wish fight against me.

4You have set their heart far from discipline; therefore, they will not be praised.

5He promises prey to his companions, but the eyes of his sons will grow faint.

6He has posted me like a proverb to the people, and I am an example in their presence.

7My eyesight has been clouded by indignation, and my limbs have been reduced, as if to nothing.

8The just will be astounded over this, and the innocent will be stirred up against the hypocrite.

9And the just will cling to his way, and clean hands will increase strength.

10Therefore, be converted, all of you, and approach, for I do not find in you any wisdom.

11My days have passed away; my thoughts have been scattered, tormenting my heart.

12They have turned night into day, and I hope for light again after the darkness.

13If I should wait, the underworld is my house, and in darkness I have spread out my bed.

14I have said to decay and to worms: “You are my father, my mother, and my sister.”

15Therefore, where is my expectation now, and who is it that considers my patience?

16Everything of mine will descend into the deepest underworld; do you think that, in that place at least, there will be rest for me?