Job 3

After this time Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.

DESPUÉS de esto abrió Job su boca, y maldijo su día.

After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.

After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.

And Job commenced, and said,

Y exclamó Job, y dijo:

And Job spake, and said,

Job answered:

Oh that the day whereon I was born might perish, and the night when it was said, There hath been a male child conceived.

Perezca el día en que yo nací, y la noche que se dijo: Varón es concebido.

Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.

“Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’

May that day be covered with darkness; may not God from above inquire for it, and may no light beam upon it.

Sea aquel día sombrío, y Dios no cuide de él desde arriba, ni claridad sobre él resplandezca.

Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.

Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.

Oh that darkness and the shadow of death might defile it; may a cloud rest upon it; may the blackness of the day terrify it.

Aféenlo tinieblas y sombra de muerte; repose sobre él nublado, que lo haga horrible como caliginoso día.

Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.

Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes the day black terrify it.

Yon night––let darkness seize upon it; let it not be united to the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the periods lighted by the moon.

Ocupe la oscuridad aquella noche; no sea contada entre los días del año, ni venga en el número de los meses.

As for that night, let darkness seize upon it; let it not be joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.

As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.

Lo, may that night be solitary, let no song of joy occur thereon.

¡Oh si fuere aquella noche solitaria, que no viniera canción alguna en ella!

Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.

Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.

Let those denounce it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning cry.

Maldíganla los que maldicen al día, los que se aprestan para levantar su llanto.

Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.

Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.

Let the stars of its twilight be darkened; let it hope for light, and there be none; and let it not behold the eyelids of the morning–dawn;

Oscurézcanse las estrellas de su alba; espere la luz, y no venga, ni vea los párpados de la mañana:

Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:

Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,

Because God closed not against me the doors of the womb, and thus concealed trouble from my eyes.

Por cuanto no cerró las puertas del vientre donde yo estaba, ni escondió de mis ojos la miseria.

Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.

because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.

Why did I not die the moment I issued from the womb, and why was I not born merely to perish at once?

¿Por qué no morí yo desde la matriz, o fuí traspasado en saliendo del vientre?

Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?

“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?

Wherefore were knees ready to receive me? and for what purpose were breasts there that I might suck?

¿Por qué me previnieron las rodillas? ¿y para qué las tetas que mamase?

Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?

Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?

For now should I be lying still and be quiet; I should sleep: then would I be at rest,

Pues que ahora yaciera yo, y reposara; durmiera, y entonces tuviera reposo,

For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,

For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,

With kings and counsellors of the earth, who build up ruined places for themselves;

Con los reyes y con los consejeros de la tierra, que edifican para sí los desiertos;

With kings and counsellors of the earth, which built desolate places for themselves;

with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;

Or with princes possessing gold, who fill their houses with silver;

O con los príncipes que poseían el oro, que henchían sus casas de plata.

Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:

or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;

Or as an untimely birth, hidden from view I should not exist; as infants that never have seen the light;

O ¿por qué no fuí escondido como aborto, como los pequeñitos que nunca vieron luz?

Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.

or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.

There where the wicked cease from troubling; and where the exhausted weary are at rest;

Allí los impíos dejan el perturbar, y allí descansan los de cansadas fuerzas.

There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.

There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.

Where the prisoners repose together, and they hear no more the taskmaster’s voice.

Allí asimismo reposan los cautivos; no oyen la voz del exactor.

There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.

There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.

The small with the great is there, and the servant free from his master.

Allí están el chico y el grande; y el siervo libre de su señor.

The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.

The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.

Wherefore giveth He now light to the labor–laden, and life unto the bitter in soul?

¿Por qué se da luz al trabajado, y vida á los de ánimo en amargura,

Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;

“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,

Who wait for death, which cometh not; and who dig for it sooner than for hidden treasures;

Que esperan la muerte, y ella no llega, aunque la buscan más que tesoros;

Which long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

Who would rejoice even to exulting, who would be glad could they but find a grave?

Que se alegran sobremanera, y se gozan, cuando hallan el sepulcro?

Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, and around whom God hath placed a fence?

¿Por qué al hombre que no sabe por donde vaya, y al cual Dios ha encerrado?

Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?

Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?

For before my food cometh my groaning, and like the water are poured forth my loud complaints.

Pues antes que mi pan viene mi suspiro; y mis gemidos corren como aguas.

For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

Because what I greatly dreaded is come upon me, and what I apprehended is come unto me.

Porque el temor que me espantaba me ha venido, y hame acontecido lo que temía.

For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.

For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes to me.

I have had no safety, and no quiet, and no rest; and now harrowing trouble is come.

No he tenido paz, no me aseguré, ni me estuve reposado; vínome no obstante turbación.

I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.

I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”