Job 19
Diodati 1885
1E GIOBBE rispose, e disse:
2Infino a quando addoglierete voi l'anima mia, E mi triterete con parole?
3Già dieci volte voi mi avete fatta onta; Non vi vergognate voi di procedere così stranamente meco?
4Ma pure, sia così certamente che io abbia fallito, Il mio fallo dimorerà meco.
5Se pur volete innalzarvi sopra a me, E volete rimproverarmi il mio vituperio,
6Sappiate ora che Iddio mi ha sovvertito, E ch'egli mi ha intorniato della sua rete.
7Ecco, io grido violenza, e non sono esaudito; Io sclamo, e non mi si fa ragione.
8Egli ha abbarrata la mia via sì che io non posso passare; Ed ha poste le tenebre sopra i miei sentieri.
9Egli mi ha spogliato della mia gloria, E mi ha tolta la corona del mio capo.
10Egli mi ha disfatto d'ogn'intorno, sì che io me ne vo via; Ed ha fatta dileguar la mia speranza, come quella di un albero;
11Ed ha accesa la sua ira contro a me, E mi ha reputato per uno de' suoi nemici.
12Le sue schiere son venute tutte insieme, E si hanno spianata la via contro a me, E si sono accampate intorno al mio tabernacolo.
13Egli ha allontanati d'appresso a me i miei fratelli; I miei conoscenti si son del tutto alienati da me.
14I miei prossimi se ne son rimasti, Ed i miei conoscenti mi hanno dimenticato.
15I miei famigliari, e le mie serventi, mi tengono per istraniero; Io paio loro un forestiere.
16Io chiamo il mio servitore, ed egli non risponde, Quantunque io lo preghi di mia bocca.
17Il mio fiato è divenuto stranio alla mia moglie, Benchè io la supplichi per li figliuoli del mio ventre.
18Fino a' piccoli fanciulli mi disdegnano; Se io mi levo, sparlano di me.
19Tutti i miei consiglieri segreti mi abbominano; E quelli che io amava si son rivolti contro a me.
20Le mie ossa sono attaccate alla mia pelle ed alla mia carne; E non mi è rimasto altro di salvo che la pelle d'intorno a' miei denti.
21Abbiate pietà di me, abbiate pietà di me, o voi amici miei; Perciocchè la mano del Signore mi ha toccato.
22Perchè mi perseguitate voi come Iddio, E non vi saziate della mia carne?
23Oh! fosser pur ora scritti i miei ragionamenti! Oh! fosser pure stampati in un libro!
24Oh! fossero in sempiterno intagliati con uno scarpello di ferro E con del piombo, sopra un sasso!
25Ora, quant'è a me, io so che il mio Redentore vive, E che nell'ultimo giorno egli si leverà sopra la polvere;
26E quantunque, dopo la mia pelle, questo corpo sia roso, Pur vedrò con la carne mia Iddio;
27Il quale io vedrò, gli occhi miei lo vedranno, e non un altro; Le mie reni si consumano in me.
28Anzi dovreste dire: Perchè lo perseguitiamo noi? Poichè la radice della parola si ritrova in me.
29Temiate della spada; Perciocchè il supplicio dell'iniquità è la spada; Acciocchè sappiate che vi è un giudicio.
Reina-Valera 1909
1Y RESPONDIÓ Job, y dijo:
2¿Hasta cuándo angustiaréis mi alma, y me moleréis con palabras?
3Ya me habéis vituperado diez veces: ¿no os avergonzáis de descomediros delante de mí?
4Sea así que realmente haya yo errado, conmigo se quedará mi yerro.
5Mas si vosotros os engrandeciereis contra mí, y adujereis contra mí mi oprobio,
6Sabed ahora que Dios me ha trastornado, y traído en derredor su red sobre mí.
7He aquí yo clamaré agravio, y no seré oído: daré voces, y no habrá juicio.
8Cercó de vallado mi camino, y no pasaré; y sobre mis veredas puso tinieblas.
9Hame despojado de mi gloria, y quitado la corona de mi cabeza.
10Arruinóme por todos lados, y perezco; y ha hecho pasar mi esperanza como árbol arrancado.
11E hizo inflamar contra mí su furor, y contóme para sí entre sus enemigos.
12Vinieron sus ejércitos á una, y trillaron sobre mí su camino, y asentaron campo en derredor de mi tienda.
13Hizo alejar de mí mis hermanos, y positivamente se extrañaron de mí mis conocidos.
14Mis parientes se detuvieron, y mis conocidos se olvidaron de mí.
15Los moradores de mi casa y mis criadas me tuvieron por extraño: forastero fuí yo en sus ojos.
16Llamé á mi siervo, y no respondió; de mi propia boca le suplicaba.
17Mi aliento vino á ser extraño á mi mujer, aunque por los hijos de mis entrañas le rogaba.
18Aun los muchachos me menospreciaron: en levantándome, hablaban contra mí.
19Todos mis confidentes me aborrecieron; y los que yo amaba, se tornaron contra mí.
20Mi cuero y mi carne se pegaron á mis huesos; y he escapado con la piel de mis dientes.
21Oh vosotros mis amigos, tened compasión de mí, tened compasión de mí; porque la mano de Dios me ha tocado.
22¿Por qué me perseguís como Dios, y no os hartáis de mis carnes?
23¡Quién diese ahora que mis palabras fuesen escritas! ¡quién diese que se escribieran en un libro!
24¡Que con cincel de hierro y con plomo fuesen en piedra esculpidas para siempre!
25Yo sé que mi Redentor vive, y al fin se levantará sobre el polvo:
26Y después de deshecha esta mi piel, aun he de ver en mi carne á Dios;
27Al cual yo tengo de ver por mí, y mis ojos lo verán, y no otro, aunque mis riñones se consuman dentro de mí.
28Mas debierais decir: ¿Por qué lo perseguimos? ya que la raíz del negocio en mí se halla.
29Temed vosotros delante de la espada; porque sobreviene el furor de la espada á causa de las injusticias, para que sepáis que hay un juicio.
King James Version
1Then Job answered and said,
2How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
3These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
4And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.
5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
6Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
8He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
12His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
15They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
16I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.
17My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children’s sake of mine own body.
18Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
24That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
25For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
28But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
29Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.
World English Bible
1Then Job answered,
2“How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
3You have reproached me ten times. You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.
4If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.
5If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach,
6know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
7“Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
8He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
9He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. He has plucked my hope up like a tree.
11He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
12His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.
13“He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
16I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.
17My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
18Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
19All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
20My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21“Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
22Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23“Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
25But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
26After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,
27whom I, even I, will see on my side. My eyes will see, and not as a stranger. “My heart is consumed within me.
28If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’ because the root of the matter is found in me,
29be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment.”