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Et Job prit la parole, et dit :
Y RESPONDIÓ Job, y dijo:
Then Job answered and said,
Then Job answered,
J’ai souvent entendu de pareils discours ; vous êtes tous des consolateurs fâcheux.
Muchas veces he oído cosas como estas: consoladores molestos sois todos vosotros.
I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
“I have heard many such things. You are all miserable comforters!
N’y aura-t-il point de fin à ces discours en l’air ? Et qu’est-ce qui te force à me répondre ?
¿Tendrán fin las palabras ventosas? ó ¿qué te animará á responder?
Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?
Moi aussi, je parlerais comme vous, si vous étiez à ma place. J’accumulerais des paroles contre vous ; je hocherais la tête sur vous ;
También yo hablaría como vosotros. Ojalá vuestra alma estuviera en lugar de la mía, que yo os tendría compañía en las palabras, y sobre vosotros movería mi cabeza.
I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul’s place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,
Je vous fortifierais avec ma bouche, et le mouvement de mes lèvres vous soulagerait.
Mas yo os alentaría con mis palabras, y la consolación de mis labios apaciguaría el dolor vuestro.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
but I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
Si je parle, ma douleur ne sera point soulagée. Si je me tais, en sera-t-elle diminuée ?
Si hablo, mi dolor no cesa; y si dejo de hablar, no se aparta de mí.
Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
“Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
Maintenant il m’a épuisé. Tu as dévasté toute ma famille,
Empero ahora me ha fatigado: has tú asolado toda mi compañía.
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made all my company desolate.
Tu m’as saisi, et cela témoigne contre moi ; ma maigreur s’est élevée contre moi, elle m’accuse en face.
Tú me has arrugado; testigo es mi flacura, que se levanta contra mí para testificar en mi rostro.
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
Sa fureur m’a déchiré, et s’est acharnée sur moi. Il a grincé des dents contre moi ; mon ennemi aiguise contre moi ses yeux.
Su furor me destrizó, y me ha sido contrario: crujió sus dientes contra mí; contra mí aguzó sus ojos mi enemigo.
He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
He has torn me in his wrath and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
Ils ont ouvert contre moi leur bouche ; ils m’ont frappé à la joue pour m’outrager ; ils se réunissent tous ensemble contre moi.
Abrieron contra mí su boca; hirieron mis mejillas con afrenta; contra mí se juntaron todos.
They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
Dieu m’a livré à l’impie ; il m’a jeté aux mains des méchants.
Hame entregado Dios al mentiroso, y en las manos de los impíos me hizo estremecer
God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
J’étais en repos, et il m’a écrasé ; il m’a saisi à la gorge, et il m’a brisé. Il m’a posé en butte à ses traits.
Próspero estaba, y desmenuzóme: y arrebatóme por la cerviz, y despedazóme, y púsome por blanco suyo.
I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
Ses flèches m’environnent ; il me perce les reins, et ne m’épargne pas ; il répand à terre mon fiel.
Cercáronme sus flecheros, partió mis riñones, y no perdonó: mi hiel derramó por tierra.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.
Il me fait plaie sur plaie ; il court sur moi comme un guerrier.
Quebrantóme de quebranto sobre quebranto; corrió contra mí como un gigante.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs at me like a giant.
J’ai cousu un sac sur ma peau ; j’ai souillé mon front dans la poussière ;
Yo cosí saco sobre mi piel, y cargué mi cabeza de polvo.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
J’ai le visage tout enflammé, à force de pleurer, et l’ombre de la mort est sur mes paupières,
Mi rostro está enlodado con lloro, y mis párpados entenebrecidos:
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids,
Quoiqu’il n’y ait point de crime dans mes mains, et que ma prière soit pure.
A pesar de no haber iniquidad en mis manos, y de haber sido mi oración pura.
Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
O terre, ne cache point mon sang, et qu’il n’y ait aucun lieu où s’arrête mon cri !
¡Oh tierra! no cubras mi sangre, y no haya lugar á mi clamor.
O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
“Earth, don’t cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.
A présent même, voici, j’ai mon témoin dans les cieux, et mon garant dans les hauts lieux.
Mas he aquí que en los cielos está mi testigo, y mi testimonio en las alturas.
Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven. He who vouches for me is on high.
Mes amis se moquent de moi : c’est vers Dieu que mon œil se tourne en pleurant,
Disputadores son mis amigos: mas á Dios destilarán mis ojos.
My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
Pour qu’il décide entre l’homme et Dieu, entre le fils d’Adam et son semblable.
¡Ojalá pudiese disputar el hombre con Dios, como con su prójimo!
O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor!
Car les années qui me sont comptées s’en vont, et j’entre dans un chemin d’où je ne reviendrai pas !
Mas los años contados vendrán, y yo iré el camino por donde no volveré.
When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
For when a few years have come, I will go the way of no return.