Job 17
1 Spirit my it is broken days my they are extinguished grave [belong] to me.
Spiritus meus attenuabitur, dies mei breviabuntur, et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
2 Not mockeries [are] with me and on rebelling they may it dwell eye my.
Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
3 Make! please stand surety for me with yourself who? that to hand my will he strike himself.
Libera me Dominue, et pone me iuxta te, et cuiusvis manus pugnet contra me.
4 For heart their you have kept from understanding there-fore not you will exalt [them].
Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina, propterea non exaltabuntur.
5 For a share he tells friends and [the] eyes of children his they will fail.
Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum eius deficient.
6 And he has set me to use a proverb peoples and a spitting to [the] face I am.
Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
7 And it has grown dim from grief eye my and members my [are] like shadow all of them.
Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
8 They are appalled upright [people] on this and [the] innocent on [the] godless he will rouse himself.
Stupebunt iusti super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
9 And he may hold [the] righteous way his and [the] clean of hands he will increase strength.
Et tenebit iustus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
10 And but all of them you will return and come please and not I will find among you a wise [person].
Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
11 Days my they have passed plans my they have been torn apart [the] wishes of heart my.
Dies mei transierunt, cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum:
12 Night into day they make light [is] near from before darkness.
Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
Si sustinuero, infernus domus mea est, et in tenebris stravi lectulum meum. (Sheol h7585)
14 To the pit I have called out [are] father my you O mother my and sister my to the maggot.
Putredini dixi: Pater meus es, mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
15 And where? then [is] hope my and hope my who? will he observe it.
Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea, et patientiam meam quis considerat?
