যোব 6
Then Job replied:
“If only my grief could be weighed and placed with my calamity on the scales.
For then it would outweigh the sand of the seas— no wonder my words have been rash.
4 ৪ কিয়নো সৰ্ব্বশক্তিমান জনাৰ বাণবোৰ মোৰ অন্তৰত সোমাল, মোৰ প্ৰাণে সেইবোৰৰ বিষ পান কৰিছে; ঈশ্বৰীয় ত্ৰাস সৈন্য সমূহে মোৰ বিৰুদ্ধে বেহু পাতিছে।
For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass, or an ox low over its fodder?
Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the white of an egg?
My soul refuses to touch them; they are loathsome food to me.
If only my request were granted and God would fulfill my hope:
that God would be willing to crush me, to unleash His hand and cut me off!
10 ১০ সেয়ে হোৱা হ’লেও মই শান্ত্বনা পালোহেঁতেন, এনে কি, মই নিদাৰুণ যান্ত্ৰণাতো উল্লাস কৰিলোহেঁতেন; কিয়নো মই পবিত্ৰ জনাৰ বাক্য অস্বীকাৰ কৰা নাই।
It still brings me comfort, and joy through unrelenting pain, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
Is my strength like that of stone, or my flesh made of bronze?
Is there any help within me now that success is driven from me?
14 ১৪ নিৰাশ হৈ যোৱা জনে নিজ বন্ধুৰ পৰা দয়া পাব লাগে; সেয়ে নহ’লে কিজানি তেওঁ সৰ্ব্বশক্তিমান জনাৰ ভক্তি ত্যাগ কৰিব।
A despairing man should have the kindness of his friend, even if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
But my brothers are as faithless as wadis, as seasonal streams that overflow,
darkened because of the ice and the inflow of melting snow,
but ceasing in the dry season and vanishing from their channels in the heat.
Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go into the wasteland and perish.
The caravans of Tema look for water; the travelers of Sheba hope to find it.
They are confounded because they had hoped; their arrival brings disappointment.
For now you are of no help; you see terror, and you are afraid.
Have I ever said, ‘Give me something; offer me a bribe from your wealth;
deliver me from the hand of the enemy; redeem me from the grasp of the ruthless’?
Teach me, and I will be silent. Help me understand how I have erred.
How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove?
26 ২৬ তুমি কি বায়ুতুল্য কথাৰে নিৰাশজনক আচৰণ কৰিবা, নে তুমি মোক বাক্যৰে অবহেলা কৰাৰ পৰিকল্পনা কৰিছা?
Do you intend to correct my words, and treat as wind my cry of despair?
You would even cast lots for an orphan and barter away your friend.
But now, please look at me. Would I lie to your face?
29 ২৯ মই মিনতি কৰোঁ, তোমালোকে পুনৰায় আৰম্ভ কৰা, কোনো অন্যায় নহওঁক; আকৌ কওঁ, পুনৰায় আৰম্ভ কৰা, মোৰ ধাৰ্মিকতা এতিয়াও থিৰে আছে।
Reconsider; do not be unjust. Reconsider, for my righteousness is at stake.
Is there iniquity on my tongue? Can my mouth not discern malice?
