Job 9
1 Then Job answered and said,
Et respondens Iob, ait:
2 Of a truth I know that it is so: But how can man be just with God?
Vere scio quod ita sit, et quod non iustificetur homo compositus Deo.
3 If he be pleased to contend with him, He cannot answer him one of a thousand.
Si voluerit contendere cum eo, non poterit ei respondere unum pro mille.
4 [He is] wise in heart, and mighty in strength: Who hath hardened himself against him, and prospered?—
Sapiens corde est, et fortis robore: quis restitit ei, et pacem habuit?
5 [Him] that removeth the mountains, and they know it not, When he overturneth them in his anger;
Qui transtulit montes, et nescierunt hi quos subvertit in furore suo.
6 That shaketh the earth out of its place, And the pillars thereof tremble;
Qui commovet terram de loco suo, et columnae eius concutiuntur.
7 That commandeth the sun, and it riseth not, And sealeth up the stars;
Qui praecipit Soli, et non oritur: et stellas claudit quasi sub signaculo:
8 That alone stretcheth out the heavens, And treadeth upon the waves of the sea;
Qui extendit caelos solus, et graditur super fluctus maris.
9 That maketh the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the chambers of the south;
Qui facit Arcturum, et Oriona, et Hyadas, et interiora austri.
10 That doeth great things past finding out, Yea, marvellous things without number.
Qui facit magna, et incomprehensibilia, et mirabilia, quorum non est numerus.
11 Lo, he goeth by me, and I see him not: He passeth on also, but I perceive him not.
Si venerit ad me, non videbo eum: si abierit, non intelligam.
12 Behold, he seizeth [the prey], who can hinder him? Who will say unto him, What doest thou?
Si repente interroget, quis respondebit ei? vel quis dicere potest: Cur ita facis?
13 God will not withdraw his anger; The helpers of Rahab do stoop under him.
Deus, cuius irae nemo resistere potest, et sub quo curvantur qui portant orbem.
14 How much less shall I answer him, And choose out my words [to reason] with him?
Quantus ergo sum ego, ut respondeam ei, et loquar verbis meis cum eo?
15 Whom, though I were righteous, yet would I not answer; I would make supplication to my judge.
Qui etiam si habuero quippiam iustum, non respondebo, sed meum iudicem deprecabor.
16 If I had called, and he had answered me, Yet would I not believe that he hearkened unto my voice.
Et cum invocantem exaudierit me, non credo quod audierit vocem meam.
17 For he breaketh me with a tempest, And multiplieth my wounds without cause.
In turbine enim conteret me, et multiplicabit vulnera mea etiam sine causa.
18 He will not suffer me to take my breath, But filleth me with bitterness.
Non concedit requiescere spiritum meum, et implet me amaritudinibus.
19 If [we speak] of strength, lo, [he is] mighty! And if of justice, Who, [saith he], will summon me?
Si fortitudo quaeritur, robustissimus est: si aequitas iudicii, nemo audet pro me testimonium dicere.
20 Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: Though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse.
Si iustificare me voluero, os meum condemnabit me: si innocentem ostendero, pravum me comprobabit.
21 I am perfect; I regard not myself; I despise my life.
Etiam si simplex fuero, hoc ipsum ignorabit anima mea, et taedebit me vitae meae.
22 It is all one; therefore I say, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.
Unum est quod locutus sum, et innocentem et impium ipse consumit.
23 If the scourge slay suddenly, He will mock at the trial of the innocent.
Si flagellat, occidat semel, et non de poenis innocentum rideat.
24 The earth is given into the hand of the wicked; He covereth the faces of the judges thereof: If [it be] not [he], who then is it?
Terra data est in manus impii, vultum iudicum eius operit: quod si non ille est, quis ergo est?
25 Now my days are swifter than a post: They flee away, they see no good.
Dies mei velociores fuerunt cursore: fugerunt, et non viderunt bonum.
26 They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
Pertransierunt quasi naves poma portantes, sicut aquila volans ad escam.
27 If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
Cum dixero: Nequaquam ita loquar: commuto faciem meam, et dolore torqueor.
28 I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.
Verebar omnia opera mea, sciens quod non parceres delinquenti.
29 I shall be condemned; Why then do I labor in vain?
Si autem et sic impius sum, quare frustra laboravi?
30 If I wash myself with snow water, And make my hands never so clean;
Si lotus fuero quasi aquis nivis, et fulserint velut mundissimae manus meae:
31 Yet wilt thou plunge me in the ditch, And mine own clothes shall abhor me.
Tamen sordibus intinges me, et abominabuntur me vestimenta mea.
32 For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgment.
Neque enim viro qui similis mei est, respondebo: nec qui mecum in iudicio ex aequo possit audiri.
33 There is no umpire betwixt us, That might lay his hand upon us both.
Non est qui utrumque valeat arguere, et ponere manum suam in ambobus.
34 Let him take his rod away from me, And let not his terror make me afraid:
Auferat a me virgam suam, et pavor eius non me terreat.
35 Then would I speak, and not fear him; For I am not so in myself.
Loquar, et non timebo eum: neque enim possum metuens respondere.
