Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life. I will give free reign to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
| נָֽקְטָ֥ה נַפְשִׁ֗י בְּחַ֫יָּ֥י אֶֽעֶזְבָ֣ה עָלַ֣י שִׂיחִ֑י אֲ֝דַבְּרָה֗ בְּמַ֣ר נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me. Show me why thou contend with me.
| אֹמַ֣ר אֶל־אֱ֭לֹוהַּ אַל־תַּרְשִׁיעֵ֑נִי הֹֽ֝ודִיעֵ֗נִי עַ֣ל מַה־תְּרִיבֵֽנִי׃ |
3 Is it good to thee that thou should oppress, that thou should despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
| הֲטֹ֤וב לְךָ֨ ׀ כִּֽי־תַעֲשֹׁ֗ק כִּֽי־תִ֭מְאַס יְגִ֣יעַ כַּפֶּ֑יךָ וְעַל־עֲצַ֖ת רְשָׁעִ֣ים הֹופָֽעְתָּ׃ |
4 Have thou eyes of flesh? Or do thou see as man sees?
| הַעֵינֵ֣י בָשָׂ֣ר לָ֑ךְ אִם־כִּרְאֹ֖ות אֱנֹ֣ושׁ תִּרְאֶֽה׃ |
5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man's days,
| הֲכִימֵ֣י אֱנֹ֣ושׁ יָמֶ֑יךָ אִם־שְׁ֝נֹותֶ֗יךָ כִּ֣ימֵי גָֽבֶר׃ |
6 that thou inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin,
| כִּֽי־תְבַקֵּ֥שׁ לַעֲוֹנִ֑י וּ֭לְחַטָּאתִ֥י תִדְרֹֽושׁ׃ |
7 although thou know that I am not wicked. And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
| עַֽל־דַּ֭עְתְּךָ כִּי־לֹ֣א אֶרְשָׁ֑ע וְאֵ֖ין מִיָּדְךָ֣ מַצִּֽיל׃ |
8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me together round about, yet thou destroy me.
| יָדֶ֣יךָ עִ֭צְּבוּנִי וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֑וּנִי יַ֥חַד סָ֝בִ֗יב וַֽתְּבַלְּעֵֽנִי׃ |
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?
| זְכָר־נָ֭א כִּי־כַחֹ֣מֶר עֲשִׂיתָ֑נִי וְֽאֶל־עָפָ֥ר תְּשִׁיבֵֽנִי׃ |
10 Have thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
| הֲלֹ֣א כֶ֭חָלָב תַּתִּיכֵ֑נִי וְ֝כַגְּבִנָּ֗ה תַּקְפִּיאֵֽנִי׃ |
11 Thou have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
| עֹ֣ור וּ֭בָשָׂר תַּלְבִּישֵׁ֑נִי וּֽבַעֲצָמֹ֥ות וְ֝גִידִ֗ים תְּסֹכְכֵֽנִי׃ |
12 Thou have granted me life and loving kindness, and thy visitation has preserved my spirit.
| חַיִּ֣ים וָ֭חֶסֶד עָשִׂ֣יתָ עִמָּדִ֑י וּ֝פְקֻדָּתְךָ֗ שָֽׁמְרָ֥ה רוּחִֽי׃ |
13 Yet these things thou hid in thy heart. I know that this is with thee.
| וְ֭אֵלֶּה צָפַ֣נְתָּ בִלְבָבֶ֑ךָ יָ֝דַ֗עְתִּי כִּי־זֹ֥את עִמָּֽךְ׃ |
14 If I sin, then thou mark me. And thou will not acquit me from my iniquity.
| אִם־חָטָ֥אתִי וּשְׁמַרְתָּ֑נִי וּ֝מֵעֲוֹנִ֗י לֹ֣א תְנַקֵּֽנִי׃ |
15 If I be wicked, woe to me. And if I be righteous, yet I shall not lift up my head, being filled with shame, and looking upon my affliction.
| אִם־רָשַׁ֡עְתִּי אַלְלַ֬י לִ֗י וְ֭צָדַקְתִּי לֹא־אֶשָּׂ֣א רֹאשִׁ֑י שְׂבַ֥ע קָ֝לֹ֗ון וּרְאֵ֥ה עָנְיֽ͏ִי׃ |
16 And if my head exalts itself, thou hunt me as a lion. And again thou show thyself marvelous upon me.
| וְ֭יִגְאֶה כַּשַּׁ֣חַל תְּצוּדֵ֑נִי וְ֝תָשֹׁ֗ב תִּתְפַּלָּא־בִֽי׃ |
17 Thou renew thy witnesses against me, and increase thine indignation upon me. Changes and warfare are with me.
| תְּחַדֵּ֬שׁ עֵדֶ֨יךָ ׀ נֶגְדִּ֗י וְתֶ֣רֶב כַּֽ֭עַשְׂךָ עִמָּדִ֑י חֲלִיפֹ֖ות וְצָבָ֣א עִמִּֽי׃ |
18 Why then have thou brought me forth out of the womb? I would have given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
| וְלָ֣מָּה מֵ֭רֶחֶם הֹצֵאתָ֑נִי אֶ֝גְוַ֗ע וְעַ֣יִן לֹא־תִרְאֵֽנִי׃ |
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
| כַּאֲשֶׁ֣ר לֹא־הָיִ֣יתִי אֶהְיֶ֑ה מִ֝בֶּ֗טֶן לַקֶּ֥בֶר אוּבָֽל׃ |
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little
| הֲלֹא־מְעַ֣ט יָמַ֣י יֶחְדָּל (וַחֲדָ֑ל) יָשִׁית (וְשִׁ֥ית) מִ֝מֶּ֗נִּי וְאַבְלִ֥יגָה מְּעָֽט׃ |
21 before I go where I shall not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
| בְּטֶ֣רֶם אֵ֭לֵךְ וְלֹ֣א אָשׁ֑וּב אֶל־אֶ֖רֶץ חֹ֣שֶׁךְ וְצַלְמָֽוֶת׃ |
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as midnight.
| אֶ֤רֶץ עֵיפָ֨תָה ׀ כְּמֹ֥ו אֹ֗פֶל צַ֭לְמָוֶת וְלֹ֥א סְדָרִ֗ים וַתֹּ֥פַע כְּמֹו־אֹֽפֶל׃ פ |
