< 約伯記 10 >
1 我實在厭惡我的生活,我要任意苦訴我的怨情,傾吐我心中的酸苦。
“My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 我要對天主說:不要定我的罪! 請告訴我:你為何與我作對﹖
I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
3 你對親手所造的,加以虐待和厭棄,卻顯揚惡人的計劃,為你豈有好處﹖
Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,
that you enquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 其實你知道我並沒有罪過,也知道無人能拯救我脫離你的掌握。
Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
8 你親手形成了我,創造了我;此後你又轉念想消滅我。
“‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
9 求你記憶:你造我時就像摶泥,難道還使我歸於泥土﹖
Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 用皮和肉作我的衣服,用骨和筋把我全身聯絡起來﹖
You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 是你將我生命的恩惠賜給了我,細心照顧維持了我的氣息。
You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:
14 你監視我,看我是否犯罪;如果我有罪;你決不放過。
if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
15 我若有罪,我就有禍了! 我若有義,也不敢抬頭,因為我已備嘗凌辱,吃盡苦頭。
If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
16 我若抬頭,你就像獅子追捕我,向我表現你的奇能,
If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.
You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
18 你為何叫我出離母胎﹖不如我那時斷氣,無人見我,
“‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
19 就好像從未有過我一樣,一出母胎即被送入墳墓。
I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
before I go where I will not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”