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Then answered Job, and said,
Y RESPONDIÓ Job, y dijo:
Then Job answered and said,
Then Job answered,
I have heard many things such as these: troublesome comforters are ye all.
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!
Shall there be any end to words of wind? or what compelleth thee that thou shouldst answer?
¿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?
I also could well speak as ye do: if your soul were but in my souls stead, I could overwhelm you with words, and could shake my head at you.
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,
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the condolence of my lips should restrain your grief.
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.
Though I were to speak, my pain would not be restrained; and though I should forbear, what will go away from me?
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?
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
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.
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, they are my witnesses; and my leanness riseth up for me, giveth its testimony to my 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.
In his wrath he teareth me to pieces, and assaileth me: he gnasheth over me with his teeth; my adversary sendeth threatening looks at me.
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.
They now open wide against me their mouth; reproachfully they smite my cheek: altogether do they assemble against me.
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.
God hath surrendered me to the unjust, and cast me down into the hands of the wicked.
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.
I was at ease, but he hath crushed me; he hath also grasped me by the neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up unto himself as a mark;
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.
His archers encompass me round about; he cleaveth my reins sunder, and doth not pity; he poureth out upon the ground my gall;
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.
He breaketh me down with breach upon breach; he runneth against me like a mighty man.
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.
Sackcloth have I sewed upon my skin, and my horn I roll in the dust.
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.
My face gloweth from weeping, and on my eyelids resteth the shadow of death:
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,
Not because any violence is in my hands, and while my prayer is 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.
Earth! do thou not cover up my blood, and let no place restrain my cry.
¡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.
Even now, behold, my witness is in the heavens, and one that testifieth for me is on high.
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.
Are my friends my defenders? unto God my eye poureth out its tears.
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,
And oh that a man might plead with God, as one son of earth with the other!
¡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!
For when the numbered years are passed, then must I travel a path whence I cannot return.
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.