< 約伯記 16 >
Then Job answered, and said:
2 這樣的話我聽了許多; 你們安慰人,反叫人愁煩。
I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
4 我也能說你們那樣的話; 你們若處在我的境遇, 我也會聯絡言語攻擊你們, 又能向你們搖頭。
I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
6 我雖說話,憂愁仍不得消解; 我雖停住不說,憂愁就離開我嗎?
But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
8 又抓住我,作見證攻擊我; 我身體的枯瘦也當面見證我的不是。
My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
9 主發怒撕裂我,逼迫我, 向我切齒; 我的敵人怒目看我。
He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
10 他們向我開口, 打我的臉羞辱我, 聚會攻擊我。
They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
11 上帝把我交給不敬虔的人, 把我扔到惡人的手中。
God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
12 我素來安逸,他折斷我, 掐住我的頸項,把我摔碎, 又立我為他的箭靶子。
I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
13 他的弓箭手四面圍繞我; 他破裂我的肺腑,並不留情, 把我的膽傾倒在地上,
He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.