Job 16
1 Job replied [to Eliphaz and the others: ]
Йов а луат кувынтул ши а зис:
2 “I have heard things like that before; all of you, [instead of helping me, ] are only causing me to feel more miserable.
„Астфел де лукрурь ам аузит еу дес; вой тоць сунтець ниште мынгыеторь супэрэчошь.
3 Will your speeches, which are only hot air, never end [RHQ]? Eliphaz, what bothers/irritates you so much that you continue replying to me?
Кынд се вор сфырши ачесте ворбе ын вынт? Ши пентру че атыта супэраре ын рэспунсуриле тале?
4 If it were you [three and not I] who were suffering, I could say the things that you are saying; I could make great speeches [to criticize/condemn you], and I could shake my head at you [to ridicule you].
Ка вой аш ворби еу де аць фи ын локул меу? В-аш коплеши ку ворбе, аш да дин кап ла вой?
5 But, [unlike all of you, ] with what I said [MTY] I would encourage you and try to cause your pain to be less.
В-аш мынгыя ку гура ши аш мишка дин бузе ка сэ вэ ушурез дуреря?
6 “But now, if I talk, my pain does not decrease, and if I am silent, my pain still certainly does not [RHQ] go away.
Дакэ ворбеск, дуреря ну ми с-алинэ, яр дакэ так, ку че се микшорязэ?
7 God has now taken away all my strength, and he has destroyed my family.
Дар акум, вай! Ел м-а сторс де путерь… Мь-ай пустиит тоатэ каса!
8 He has shriveled me up, and people think that shows that I [am a sinner]. And people see that I am only skin and bones, and they think that proves that I [am guilty].
М-ай апукат ка пе ун виноват – довадэ слэбичуня мя, каре се ридикэ ши мэ ынвинуеште ын фацэ.
9 Because God is very angry with me and hates me, [it is as though he is a wild animal that] [MET] has gnashed his teeth at me because he is my enemy.
Мэ сфышие ши мэ урмэреште ын мыния Луй, скрышнеште дин динць ымпотрива мя, мэ ловеште ши мэ стрэпунӂе ку привиря Луй.
10 People gape/stare at me with their mouths open [to sneer at me]; they have struck me on the face/cheek to ridicule me, and they crowd around me to threaten me.
Ей дескид гура сэ мэ мэнынче, мэ окэрэск ши мэ бат песте ображь, се ынвершунязэ ку тоций дупэ мине.
11 [It is as though] God has handed me over to ungodly people and turned me over to the wicked [DOU].
Думнезеу мэ ласэ ла бунул плак ал челор нелеӂюиць ши мэ арункэ ын мыниле челор рэй.
12 Previously, I was living peacefully, but he crushed me; [it is as though] he grabbed my neck and smashed me to pieces. [It is as though] [MET] he set me up like a target;
Ерам лиништит ши м-а скутурат, м-а апукат де чафэ ши м-а здробит, а трас асупра мя ка ынтр-о цинтэ.
13 people are surrounding me [and shooting arrows at me]. His arrows pierce my kidneys and cause the bile [from my liver] to spill onto the ground, and God does not pity me at all.
Сэӂециле Луй мэ ынконжоарэ дин тоате пэрциле. Ел Ымь стрэпунӂе рэрункий фэрэ милэ, ымь варсэ феря пе пэмынт,
14 [It is as though] [MET] I am a wall that he is breaking through; he rushes at me like [SIM] a soldier [attacking his enemies].
мэ фрынӂе букэць, букэць, Се арункэ асупра мя ка ун рэзбойник.
15 [“Because I am mourning, ] I wear pieces of rough cloth that I have sewed together, and I sit [here] in the dirt, very depressed/discouraged.
Мь-ам кусут ун сак пе пеле ши мь-ам прэвэлит капул ын цэрынэ.
16 My face is red because I have cried very much, and there are dark circles around my eyes.
Плынсул мь-а ынрошит фаца ши умбра морций есте пе плеоапеле меле.
17 [All this has happened to me] even though I have not acted violently [toward anyone], and I [always] pray sincerely/honestly [to God].
Тотушь н-ам фэкут ничо нелеӂюире ши ругэчуня мя тотдяуна а фост куратэ.
18 [When I die, ] I want the ground [APO] to [act as though I had been murdered and] cry out against those who killed me, and I do not want anyone to stop me while I am demanding [that God act justly toward] me.
Пэмынтуле, ну-мь акопери сынӂеле, ши ваетеле меле сэ н-айбэ марӂине!
19 But even now, [I know that] there is someone in heaven who will testify for me, and he will say that what I have done is right.
Кяр акум Марторул меу есте ын чер, Апэрэторул меу есте ын локуриле ыналте.
20 My [three] friends scorn/ridicule me, but my eyes are full of tears [while I cry out] to God.
Приетений мей рыд де мине, дар еу мэ рог луй Думнезеу, ку лакримь,
21 I pray that [the] one [who knows what I have done] would come to plead with God for me like people plead for their friends.
сэ факэ дрептате омулуй ынаинтя луй Думнезеу ши фиулуй омулуй ымпотрива приетенилор луй.
22 [I say this because] within a few years [I will die]; I will walk along the [to the grave] from which I will never return.”
Кэч нумэрул анилор мей се апропие де сфыршит ши мэ вой дуче пе о кэраре де унде ну мэ вой май ынтоарче.
