Job 19
1 But Job answered and said:
ὑπολαβὼν δὲ Ιωβ λέγει
2 How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
ἕως τίνος ἔγκοπον ποιήσετε ψυχήν μου καὶ καθαιρεῖτε με λόγοις
3 These ten times have ye reviled me; Without shame do ye stun me!
γνῶτε μόνον ὅτι ὁ κύριος ἐποίησέ με οὕτως καταλαλεῖτέ μου οὐκ αἰσχυνόμενοί με ἐπίκεισθέ μοι
4 And be it, indeed, that I have erred, My error abideth with myself.
ναὶ δὴ ἐπ’ ἀληθείας ἐγὼ ἐπλανήθην παρ’ ἐμοὶ δὲ αὐλίζεται πλάνος λαλῆσαι ῥῆμα ὃ οὐκ ἔδει τὰ δὲ ῥήματά μου πλανᾶται καὶ οὐκ ἐπὶ καιροῦ
5 Since, indeed, ye magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach,
ἔα δὲ ὅτι ἐπ’ ἐμοὶ μεγαλύνεσθε ἐνάλλεσθε δέ μοι ὀνείδει
6 Know then that it is God who hath brought me low; He hath encompassed me with his net.
γνῶτε οὖν ὅτι ὁ κύριός ἐστιν ὁ ταράξας ὀχύρωμα δὲ αὐτοῦ ἐπ’ ἐμὲ ὕψωσεν
7 Behold, I complain of wrong, but receive no answer; I cry aloud, but obtain no justice.
ἰδοὺ γελῶ ὀνείδει καὶ οὐ λαλήσω κεκράξομαι καὶ οὐδαμοῦ κρίμα
8 He hath fenced up my way, so that I cannot pass, And hath set darkness in my paths.
κύκλῳ περιῳκοδόμημαι καὶ οὐ μὴ διαβῶ ἐπὶ πρόσωπόν μου σκότος ἔθετο
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
τὴν δὲ δόξαν ἀπ’ ἐμοῦ ἐξέδυσεν ἀφεῖλεν δὲ στέφανον ἀπὸ κεφαλῆς μου
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone! He hath torn up my hope like a tree.
διέσπασέν με κύκλῳ καὶ ᾠχόμην ἐξέκοψεν δὲ ὥσπερ δένδρον τὴν ἐλπίδα μου
11 He kindleth his anger against me, And counteth me as his enemy.
δεινῶς δέ μοι ὀργῇ ἐχρήσατο ἡγήσατο δέ με ὥσπερ ἐχθρόν
12 His troops advance together against me; They throw up for themselves a way to me, And encamp around my dwelling.
ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ ἦλθον τὰ πειρατήρια αὐτοῦ ἐπ’ ἐμοὶ ταῖς ὁδοῖς μου ἐκύκλωσάν με ἐγκάθετοι
13 My brethren he hath put far from me, And my acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
ἀπ’ ἐμοῦ δὲ ἀδελφοί μου ἀπέστησαν ἔγνωσαν ἀλλοτρίους ἢ ἐμέ φίλοι δέ μου ἀνελεήμονες γεγόνασιν
14 My kinsfolk have forsaken me, And my bosom friends have forgotten me.
οὐ προσεποιήσαντό με οἱ ἐγγύτατοί μου καὶ οἱ εἰδότες μου τὸ ὄνομα ἐπελάθοντό μου
15 The foreigners of my house, yea, my own maid-servants, regard me as a stranger; I am an alien in their eyes.
γείτονες οἰκίας θεράπαιναί τέ μου ἀλλογενὴς ἤμην ἐναντίον αὐτῶν
16 I call my servant, and he maketh no answer; With my own mouth do I entreat him.
θεράποντά μου ἐκάλεσα καὶ οὐχ ὑπήκουσεν στόμα δέ μου ἐδέετο
17 My breath is become strange to my wife, And my prayers also to my own mother's sons.
καὶ ἱκέτευον τὴν γυναῖκά μου προσεκαλούμην δὲ κολακεύων υἱοὺς παλλακίδων μου
18 Even young children despise me; When I rise up, they speak against me.
οἱ δὲ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνά με ἀπεποιήσαντο ὅταν ἀναστῶ κατ’ ἐμοῦ λαλοῦσιν
19 All my bosom friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
ἐβδελύξαντο δέ με οἱ εἰδότες με οὓς δὴ ἠγαπήκειν ἐπανέστησάν μοι
20 My bones cleave to my flesh and my skin, And I have scarcely escaped with the skin of my teeth.
ἐν δέρματί μου ἐσάπησαν αἱ σάρκες μου τὰ δὲ ὀστᾶ μου ἐν ὀδοῦσιν ἔχεται
21 Have pity upon me, O ye my friends! have pity upon me; For the hand of God hath smitten me!
ἐλεήσατέ με ἐλεήσατέ με ὦ φίλοι χεὶρ γὰρ κυρίου ἡ ἁψαμένη μού ἐστιν
22 Why do ye persecute me like God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
διὰ τί δέ με διώκετε ὥσπερ καὶ ὁ κύριος ἀπὸ δὲ σαρκῶν μου οὐκ ἐμπίπλασθε
23 O that my words were now written! O that they were marked down in a scroll!
τίς γὰρ ἂν δῴη γραφῆναι τὰ ῥήματά μου τεθῆναι δὲ αὐτὰ ἐν βιβλίῳ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα
24 That with an iron pen, and with lead, They were engraven upon the rock for ever!
ἐν γραφείῳ σιδηρῷ καὶ μολίβῳ ἢ ἐν πέτραις ἐγγλυφῆναι
25 Yet I know that my Vindicator liveth, And will hereafter stand up on the earth;
οἶδα γὰρ ὅτι ἀέναός ἐστιν ὁ ἐκλύειν με μέλλων ἐπὶ γῆς
26 And though with my skin this body be wasted away, Yet without my flesh shall I see God.
ἀναστήσαι τὸ δέρμα μου τὸ ἀνατλῶν ταῦτα παρὰ γὰρ κυρίου ταῦτά μοι συνετελέσθη
27 Yea, I shall see him my friend; My eyes shall behold him, and not another: For this, my soul panteth within me.
ἃ ἐγὼ ἐμαυτῷ συνεπίσταμαι ἃ ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἑόρακεν καὶ οὐκ ἄλλος πάντα δέ μοι συντετέλεσται ἐν κόλπῳ
28 Since ye say, “How may we persecute him, And find grounds of accusation against him?”
εἰ δὲ καὶ ἐρεῖτε τί ἐροῦμεν ἔναντι αὐτοῦ καὶ ῥίζαν λόγου εὑρήσομεν ἐν αὐτῷ
29 Be ye afraid of the sword! For malice is a crime for the sword; That ye may know that judgment cometh.
εὐλαβήθητε δὴ καὶ ὑμεῖς ἀπὸ ἐπικαλύμματος θυμὸς γὰρ ἐπ’ ἀνόμους ἐπελεύσεται καὶ τότε γνώσονται ποῦ ἐστιν αὐτῶν ἡ ὕλη
