| 6 | ΙΩΒ | Brenton(Lxx) | JOB | Revised Standard Version | JOB | 6 |
| 1 | Ὑπολαβὼν δὲ Ιωβ λέγει |
But Job answered and said, | Job. Jb.6.1-7.21 | Then Job answered: | וַיַּעַן אִיֹּוב וַיֹּאמַר׃ | 1 |
| 2 | Εἰ γάρ τις ἱστῶν στήσαι μου τὴν ὀργήν, τὰς δὲ ὀδύνας μου ἄραι ἐν ζυγῷ ὁμοθυμαδόν, |
Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together! | "O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! | לוּ שָׁקֹול יִשָּׁקֵל כַּעְשִׂי [כ= וְהַיָּתִי] [ק= וְהַוָּתִי] בְּמֹאזְנַיִם יִשְׂאוּ־יָחַד׃ | 2 | |
| 3 | καὶ δὴ ἄμμου παραλίας βαρυτέρα ἔσται· ἀλλ' ὡς ἔοικεν, τὰ ῥήματά μού ἐστιν φαῦλα. |
And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain. | For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash. | כִּי־עַתָּה מֵחֹול יַמִּים יִכְבָּד עַל־כֵּן דְּבָרַי לָעוּ׃ | 3 | |
| 4 | βέλη γὰρ κυρίου ἐν τῷ σώματί μού ἐστιν, ὧν ὁ θυμὸς αὐτῶν ἐκπίνει μου τὸ αἷμα· ὅταν ἄρξωμαι λαλεῖν, κεντοῦσί με. |
For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me. | For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me. | כִּי חִצֵּי שַׁדַּי עִמָּדִי אֲשֶׁר חֲמָתָם שֹׁתָה רוּחִי בִּעוּתֵי אֱלֹוהַּ יַעַרְכוּנִי׃ | 4 | |
| 5 | τί γάρ; μὴ διὰ κενῆς κεκράξεται ὄνος ἄγριος, ἀλλ' ἢ τὰ σῖτα ζητῶν; εἰ δὲ καὶ ῥήξει φωνὴν βοῦς ἐπὶ φάτνης ἔχων τὰ βρώματα; |
What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has a fodder? | Does the wild ass bray when he has grass, or the ox low over his fodder? | הֲיִנְהַק־פֶּרֶא עֲלֵי־דֶשֶׁא אִם יִגְעֶה־שֹּׁור עַל־בְּלִילֹו׃ | 5 | |
| 6 | εἰ βρωθήσεται ἄρτος ἄνευ ἁλός; εἰ δὲ καὶ ἔστιν γεῦμα ἐν ῥήμασιν κενοῖς; |
Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words? | Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the slime of the purslane? | הֲיֵאָכֵל תָּפֵל מִבְּלִי־מֶלַח אִם־יֶשׁ־טַעַם בְּרִיר חַלָּמוּת׃ | 6 | |
| 7 | οὐ δύναται γὰρ παύσασθαί μου ἡ ψυχή· βρόμον γὰρ ὁρῶ τὰ σῖτά μου ὥσπερ ὀσμὴν λέοντος. |
For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion [to be] loathsome. | My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me. | מֵאֲנָה לִנְגֹּועַ נַפְשִׁי הֵמָּה כִּדְוֵי לַחְמִי׃ | 7 | |
| 8 | εἰ γὰρ δῴη, καὶ ἔλθοι μου ἡ αἴτησις, καὶ τὴν ἐλπίδα μου δῴη ὁ κύριος. |
For oh that he would grant [my desire], and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope! | "O that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire; | מִי־יִתֵּן תָּבֹוא שֶׁאֱלָתִי וְתִקְוָתִי יִתֵּן אֱלֹוהַּ׃ | 8 | |
| 9 | ἀρξάμενος ὁ κύριος τρωσάτω με, εἰς τέλος δὲ μή με ἀνελέτω. |
Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me. | that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! | וְיֹאֵל אֱלֹוהַּ וִידַכְּאֵנִי יַתֵּר יָדֹו וִיבַצְּעֵנִי׃ | 9 | |
| 10 | εἴη δέ μου πόλις τάφος, ἐφ' ἧς ἐπὶ τειχέων ἡλλόμην ἐπ' αὐ τῆς, οὐ μὴ φείσωμαι· οὐ γὰρ ἐψευσάμην ῥήματα ἅγια θεοῦ μου. |
Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God. | This would be my consolation; I would even exult in pain unsparing; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One. | וּתְהִי עֹוד נֶחָמָתִי וַאֲסַלְּדָה בְחִילָה לֹא יַחְמֹול כִּי־לֹא כִחַדְתִּי אִמְרֵי קָדֹושׁ׃ | 10 | |
| 11 | τίς γάρ μου ἡ ἰσχύς, ὅτι ὑπομένω; ἢ τίς μου ὁ χρόνος, ὅτι ἀνέχεταί μου ἡ ψυχή; |
For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures? | What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient? | מַה־כֹּחִי כִי־אֲיַחֵל וּמַה־קִּצִּי כִּי־אַאֲרִיךְ נַפְשִׁי׃ | 11 | |
| 12 | μὴ ἰσχὺς λίθων ἡ ἰσχύς μου; ἢ αἱ σάρκες μού εἰσιν χάλκειαι; |
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass? | Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze? | אִם־כֹּחַ אֲבָנִים כֹּחִי אִם־בְּשָׂרִי נָחוּשׁ׃ | 12 | |
| 13 | ἦ οὐκ ἐπ' αὐτῷ ἐπεποίθειν; βοήθεια δὲ ἀπ' ἐμοῦ ἄπεστιν. |
Or have I not trusted in him? but help is [far] from me. | In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me. | הַאִם אֵין עֶזְרָתִי בִי וְתֻשִׁיָּה נִדְּחָה מִמֶּנִּי׃ | 13 | |
| 14 | ἀπείπατό με ἔλεος, ἐπισκοπὴ δὲ κυρίου ὑπερεῖδέν με. |
Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me. | "He who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty. | לַמָּס מֵרֵעֵהוּ חָסֶד וְיִרְאַת שַׁדַּי יַעֲזֹוב׃ | 14 | |
| 15 | οὐ προσεῖδόν με οἱ ἐγγύτατοί μου· ὥσπερ χειμάρρους ἐκ λείπων ἢ ὥσπερ κῦμα παρῆλθόν με· |
My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave. | My brethren are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as freshets that pass away, | אַחַי בָּגְדוּ כְמֹו־נָחַל כַּאֲפִיק נְחָלִים יַעֲבֹרוּ׃ | 15 | |
| 16 | οἵτινές με διευλαβοῦντο, νῦν ἐπιπεπτώκασίν μοι ὥσπερ χιὼν ἢ κρύσταλλος πεπηγώς· |
They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice. | which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. | הַקֹּדְרִים מִנִּי־קָרַח עָלֵימֹו יִתְעַלֶּם־שָׁלֶג׃ | 16 | |
| 17 | καθὼς τακεῖσα θέρμης γενομένης οὐκ ἐπεγνώσθη ὅπερ ἦν, |
When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was. | In time of heat they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place. | בְּעֵת יְזֹרְבוּ נִצְמָתוּ בְּחֻמֹּו נִדְעֲכוּ מִמְּקֹוםָם׃ | 17 | |
| 18 | οὕτως κἀγὼ κατελείφθην ὑπὸ πάντων, ἀπωλόμην δὲ καὶ ἔξοικος ἐγενόμην. |
Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast. | The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste, and perish. | יִלָּפְתוּ אָרְחֹות דַּרְכָּם יַעֲלוּ בַתֹּהוּ וְיֹאבֵדוּ׃ | 18 | |
| 19 | ἴδετε ὁδοὺς Θαιμανων, ἀτραποὺς Σαβων, οἱ διορῶντες· |
Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabaeans. | The caravans of Tema look, the travelers of Sheba hope. | הִבִּיטוּ אָרְחֹות תֵּמָא הֲלִיכֹת שְׁבָא קִוּוּ־לָמֹו׃ | 19 | |
| 20 | καὶ αἰσχύνην ὀφειλήσουσιν οἱ ἐπὶ πόλεσιν καὶ χρήμασιν πεποιθότες. |
They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame. | They are disappointed because they were confident; they come thither and are confounded. | בֹּשׁוּ כִּי־בָטָח בָּאוּ עָדֶיהָ וַיֶּחְפָּרוּ׃ | 20 | |
| 21 | ἀτὰρ δὲ καὶ ὑμεῖς ἐπέβητέ μοι ἀνελεημόνως, ὥστε ἰδόντες τὸ ἐμὸν τραῦμα φοβήθητε. |
But you also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound you are afraid. | Such you have now become to me; you see my calamity, and are afraid. | כִּי־עַתָּה הֱיִיתֶם [כ= לֹא] [ק= לֹו] תִּרְאוּ חֲתַת וַתִּירָאוּ׃ | 21 | |
| 22 | τί γάρ; μή τι ὑμᾶς ᾔτησα ἢ τῆς παρ' ὑμῶν ἰσχύος ἐπιδέομαι |
What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you, | Have I said, 'Make me a gift'? Or, 'From your wealth offer a bribe for me'? | הֲכִי־אָמַרְתִּי הָבוּ לִי וּמִכֹּחֲכֶם שִׁחֲדוּ בַעֲדִי׃ | 22 | |
| 23 | ὥστε σῶσαί με ἐξ ἐχθρῶν ἢ ἐκ χειρὸς δυναστῶν ῥύσασθαί με; |
to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones? | Or, 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand'? Or, 'Ransom me from the hand of oppressors'? | וּמַלְּטוּנִי מִיַּד־צָר וּמִיַּד עָרִיצִים תִּפְדּוּנִי׃ | 23 | |
| 24 | διδάξατέ με, ἐγὼ δὲ κωφεύσω· εἴ τι πεπλάνημαι, φράσατέ μοι. |
Teach you me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me. | "Teach me, and I will be silent; make me understand how I have erred. | הֹורוּנִי וַאֲנִי אַחֲרִישׁ וּמַה־שָּׁגִיתִי הָבִינוּ לִי׃ | 24 | |
| 25 | ἀλλ' ὡς ἔοικεν, φαῦλα ἀληθινοῦ ῥήματα, οὐ γὰρ παρ' ὑμῶν ἰσχὺν αἰτοῦμαι· |
But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you. | How forceful are honest words! But what does reproof from you reprove? | מַה־נִּמְרְצוּ אִמְרֵי־יֹשֶׁר וּמַה־יֹּוכִיחַ הֹוכֵחַ םִכֶּם׃ | 25 | |
| 26 | οὐδὲ ὁ ἔλεγχος ὑμῶν ῥήμασίν με παύσει, οὐδὲ γὰρ ὑμῶν φθέγμα ῥήματος ἀνέξομαι. |
Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech. | Do you think that you can reprove words, when the speech of a despairing man is wind? | הַלְהֹוכַח מִלִּים תַּחְשֹׁבוּ וּלְרוּחַ אִמְרֵי נֹאָשׁ׃ | 26 | |
| 27 | πλὴν ὅτι ἐπ' ὀρφανῷ ἐπιπίπτετε, ἐνάλλεσθε δὲ ἐπὶ φίλῳ ὑμῶν. |
Even because you attack the fatherless, and insult your friend. | You would even cast lots over the fatherless, and bargain over your friend. | אַף־עַל־יָתֹום תַּפִּילוּ וְתִכְרוּ עַל־רֵיעֲכֶם׃ | 27 | |
| 28 | νυνὶ δὲ εἰσβλέψας εἰς πρόσωπα ὑμῶν οὐ ψεύσομαι. |
But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie. | "But now, be pleased to look at me; for I will not lie to your face. | וְעַתָּה הֹואִילוּ פְנוּ־בִי וְעַל־פְּנֵיכֶם אִם־אֲכַזֵּב׃ | 28 | |
| 29 | καθίσατε δὴ καὶ μὴ εἴη ἄδικον, καὶ πάλιν τῷ δικαίῳ συνέρχεσθε. |
Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just. | Turn, I pray, let no wrong be done. Turn now, my vindication is at stake. | שֻׁבוּ־נָא אַל־תְּהִי עַוְלָה [כ= וְשֻׁבִי] [ק= וְשׁוּבוּ ] עֹוד צִדְקִי־בָהּ׃ | 29 | |
| 30 | οὐ γάρ ἐστιν ἐν γλώσσῃ μου ἄδικον· ἢ ὁ λάρυγξ μου οὐχὶ σύνεσιν μελετᾷ; |
For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding? | Is there any wrong in my tongue? Cannot my taste discern calamity? | הֲיֵשׁ־בִּלְשֹׁונִי עַוְלָה אִם־חִכִּי לֹא־יָבִין הַוֹּות׃ | 30 | |
| << | Job: 6 | >> | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|