Job 27
1 Og Job blev ved at fremføre sit Billedsprog og sagde:
And Job again took up the word and said,
2 Saa sandt Gud lever, som har borttaget min Ret, og den Almægtige, som har beskelig bedrøvet min Sjæl!
By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;
3 — thi endnu er min Aand i mig, og Guds Aande i min Næse —
(For all my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is my life; )
4 skulle mine Læber ikke tale Uret, og skal min Tunge ikke fremføre Svig.
Truly, there is no deceit in my lips, and my tongue does not say what is false.
5 Det være langt fra mig, at jeg skulde give eder Ret; indtil jeg opgiver Aanden, vil jeg ikke lade mig fratage min Uskyldighed.
Let it be far from me! I will certainly not say that you are right! I will come to death before I give up my righteousness.
6 Jeg vil holde paa min Retfærdighed og ikke lade af fra den; mit Hjerte skal ikke bebrejde mig nogen af mine Dage.
I will keep it safe, and will not let it go: my heart has nothing to say against any part of my life.
7 Min Fjende skal staa som en ugudelig, og den, som rejser sig imod mig, som en uretfærdig.
Let my hater be like the evil man, and let him who comes against me be as the sinner.
8 Thi hvad er den vanhelliges Forventelse, naar Gud bortskærer og bortrykker hans Sjæl!
For what is the hope of the sinner when he is cut off, when God takes back his soul?
9 Mon Gud skulde høre hans Skrig, naar Angest kommer over ham?
Will his cry come to the ears of God when he is in trouble?
10 Kan han forlyste sig ved den Almægtige? kan han til hver en Tid paakalde Gud?
Will he take delight in the Ruler of all, and make his prayer to God at all times?
11 Jeg vil lære eder om Guds Haand; hvad der er hos den Almægtige, vil jeg ikke dølge.
I will give you teaching about the hand of God; I will not keep secret from you what is in the mind of the Ruler of all.
12 Se, I have jo alle set det; hvorfor nære da en saadan Forfængelighed?
Truly, you have all seen it yourselves; why then have you become completely foolish?
13 Dette er et ugudeligt Menneskes Del hos Gud og Voldsmænds Arv, som de faa af den Almægtige.
This is the punishment of the evil-doer from God, and the heritage given to the cruel by the Ruler of all.
14 Har han mange Børn, hjemfalde de til Sværdet, og hans Afkom vil ikke mættes af Brød.
If his children are increased, it is for the sword; and his offspring have not enough bread.
15 De, som blive tilovers af ham, skulle begraves ved Døden, og hans Enker skulle ikke begræde ham.
When those of his house who are still living come to their end by disease, they are not put into the earth, and their widows are not weeping for them.
16 Naar han sanker Sølv som Støv og samler Klæder som Dynd,
Though he may get silver together like dust, and make ready great stores of clothing;
17 da samler han det vel, men den retfærdige skal iføre sig det, og den uskyldige skal dele Pengene.
He may get them ready, but the upright will put them on, and he who is free from sin will take the silver for a heritage.
18 Han byggede sit Hus som Møl, og som en Hytte, en Vogter gør sig.
His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.
19 Rig lægger han sig og bliver ikke ved; sine Øjne oplader han og er ikke mere til.
He goes to rest full of wealth, but does so for the last time: on opening his eyes, he sees it there no longer.
20 Forskrækkelser skulle gribe ham som Vande, en Hvirvelvind skal bortstjæle ham om Natten.
Fears overtake him like rushing waters; in the night the storm-wind takes him away.
21 Østenvejret skal løfte ham op, og han farer bort, og det skal hvirvle ham bort fra sit Sted.
The east wind takes him up and he is gone; he is forced violently out of his place.
22 Og Gud skal skyde paa ham og ikke spare; med skal han ville fly fra hans Haand.
God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand.
23 Man skal klappe i Hænderne over ham og pibe ham bort fra hans Sted.
Men make signs of joy because of him, driving him from his place with sounds of hissing.
