Job 10

My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.

ESTÁ mi alma aburrida de mi vida: daré yo suelta á mi queja sobre mí, hablaré con amargura de mi alma.

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

“My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

I say unto God, 'Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive †with me.

Diré á Dios: no me condenes; hazme entender por qué pleiteas conmigo.

I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.

Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?

¿Parécete bien que oprimas, que deseches la obra de tus manos, y que resplandezcas sobre el consejo de los impíos?

Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?

Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth — seest Thou?

¿Tienes tú ojos de carne? ¿ves tú como ve el hombre?

Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?

Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?

As the days of man †are Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?

¿Son tus días como los días del hombre, ó tus años como los tiempos humanos,

Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,

Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,

That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?

Para que inquieras mi iniquidad, y busques mi pecado,

That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?

For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.

Sobre saber tú que no soy impío, y que no hay quien de tu mano libre?

Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.

Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!

Tus manos me formaron y me compusieron todo en contorno: ¿y así me deshaces?

Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

“‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.

Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.

Acuérdate ahora que como á lodo me diste forma: ¿y en polvo me has de tornar?

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?

¿No me fundiste como leche, y como un queso me cuajaste?

Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?

Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.

Vestísteme de piel y carne, y cubrísteme de huesos y nervios.

Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.

You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.

Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.

Vida y misericordia me concediste, y tu visitación guardó mi espíritu.

Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.

And these Thou hast laid up in Thy heart, I have known that this †is with Thee.

Y estas cosas tienes guardadas en tu corazón; yo sé que esto está cerca de ti.

And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.

Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:

If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me,

Si pequé, tú me has observado, y no me limpias de mi iniquidad.

If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.

If I have done wickedly — woe to me, And righteously — I lift not up my head, Full of shame — then see my affliction,

Si fuere malo, ¡ay de mí! y si fuere justo, no levantaré mi cabeza, estando harto de deshonra, y de verme afligido.

If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;

If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.

And it riseth — as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back — Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.

Y subirá de punto, pues me cazas como á león, y tornas á hacer en mí maravillas.

For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.

If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.

Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare †are with me.

Renuevas contra mí tus plagas, y aumentas conmigo tu furor, remudándose sobre mí ejércitos.

Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.

You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.

And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.

¿Por qué me sacaste de la matriz? Habría yo espirado, y no me vieran ojos.

Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!

“‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.

As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,

Fuera, como si nunca hubiera sido, llevado desde el vientre á la sepultura.

I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,

¿No son mis días poca cosa? Cesa pues, y déjame, para que me conforte un poco.

Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,

Antes que vaya para no volver, á la tierra de tinieblas y de sombra de muerte;

Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

before I go where I will not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;

A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade — and no order, And the shining †is as thick darkness.'

Tierra de oscuridad, lóbrega como sombra de muerte, sin orden, y que aparece como la oscuridad misma.

A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.

the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”