Job 4
1 Da svarede Elifas, Themaniten, og sagde:
Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
2 Om man vilde forsøge et Ord paa dig, skulde du vel kedes derved? men hvo kan holde sig fra at tale?
If we assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? but who can withhold himself from speaking?
3 Se, du har undervist mange og styrket de trætte Hænder;
Behold, thou hast instructed many, and thou hast strengthened the weak hands.
4 dine Ord have oprejst den faldne, og du har styrket de bøjede Knæ;
Thy words have upholden him that was falling, and thou hast strengthened the feeble knees.
5 men nu, det kommer til dig, da kedes du derved; det rammer dig, og du forfærdes!
But now it is come upon thee, and thou faintest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
6 Var ikke din Gudsfrygt dit Haab og dine Vejes Renhed din Fortrøstning?
Is not this thy fear, thy confidence, thy hope, and the uprightness of thy ways?
7 Kære, tænk dig om, hvor er en uskyldig gaaet til Grunde? eller hvor ere de oprigtige udslettede?
Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished, being innocent? or where were the righteous cut off?
8 Saa vidt jeg har set, komme de, som pløje Uret, og de, som udsaa Møje, til at høste ind derefter:
Even as I have seen, they that plow iniquity, and sow wickedness, reap the same.
9 De omkomme for Guds Aande og fortæres af hans Vredes Aand.
By the blast of Eloah they perish, and by the breath of his nostrils are they consumed.
10 Løvens Brøl og den grumme Løves Røst hører op, og de unge Løvers Tænder ere knuste;
The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
11 Løven omkommer af Mangel paa Rov, og Løvindens Unger adspredes.
The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, and the stout lion's whelps are scattered abroad.
12 Men mig er et Ord tilbragt hemmeligt, og mit Øre fattede en sagte Lyd deraf
Now a thing was secretly brought to me, and mine ear received a little thereof.
13 i Tanker, fremkaldte ved Syner om Natten, naar dyb Søvn falder paa Folk;
In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men,
14 da kom Frygt og Bævelse paa mig og bragte mine Ben til at skælve;
Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake.
15 og en Aand gik frem for mit Ansigt; Haarene rejste sig paa mit Legeme;
Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:
16 den blev staaende, og jeg kunde ikke kende dens Skikkelse; der svævede et Billede for mine Øjne; det var stille, og jeg hørte en Røst:
It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying,
17 Mon et Menneske kan holdes retfærdigt for Gud? monne en Mand være ren for den, som skabte ham?
Shall mortal man be more just than Eloah? shall a man be more pure than his maker?
18 Se, han tror ikke paa sine Tjenere, og sine Engle tillægger han Daarskab,
Behold, he put no trust in his servants; and his angels he charged with folly:
19 endsige da dem, som bo i Lerhuse, og hvis Grundvold er i Støvet; man kan støde dem smaa før Møl;
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?
20 fra Morgen og indtil Aften sønderknuses de; uden at der er nogen, som lægger det paa Hjerte, gaa de til Grunde.
They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding it.
21 Farer ikke deres Herlighed, som var i dem, bort? ja, de dø, men ikke i Visdom.
Doth not their excellency which is in them go away? they die, even without wisdom.
