Job 2
1 Then it was the day when the sons of God came to present themselves before Yahweh. Satan also came with them to present himself before Yahweh.
Otra vez hubo un día cuando los hijos de ʼElohim se presentaron ante Yavé, y Satán llegó con ellos a presentarse delante de Yavé.
2 Yahweh said to Satan, “From where have you come?” Then Satan answered Yahweh and said, “From wandering on the earth, from going back and forth on it.”
Yavé preguntó a Satán: ¿De dónde vienes? Y Satán respondió a Yavé: De rodear la tierra y andar por ella.
3 Yahweh said to Satan, “Have you considered my servant Job? For there is no one like him on the earth, a blameless and upright man, one who fears God and turns away from evil. He still holds fast to his integrity, although you misled me against him, to destroy him without cause.”
Yavé preguntó a Satán: ¿No has considerado a mi esclavo Job, que no hay otro como él en la tierra, varón intachable, recto, temeroso de ʼElohim y apartado del mal, quien aún se aferra a su integridad a pesar de que me incitaste contra él para arruinarlo sin causa?
4 Satan answered Yahweh and said, “Skin for skin, indeed; a man will give all he has for his life.
Satán respondió a Yavé: ¡Piel por piel! Todo lo que el hombre tiene lo dará por su vida.
5 But stretch out your hand now and touch his bones and his flesh, and see if he does not curse you to your face.”
Pero extiende ahora tu mano y toca sus huesos y su carne, y verás cómo te maldice en tu propia Presencia.
6 Yahweh said to Satan, “See, he is in your hand; it is only his life that you must spare.”
Yavé respondió a Satán: Ahí está en tu mano. Pero no toques su vida.
7 Then Satan went away from the presence of Yahweh. He struck Job with painful boils from the sole of his feet to his head.
Satán salió de la Presencia de Yavé e hirió a Job con una úlcera maligna desde la planta del pie hasta la coronilla.
8 Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself with, and he sat down in the middle of ashes.
Estaba sentado en ceniza. Tomó un pedazo de vasija de barro y se rascaba con él.
9 Then his wife said to him, “Do you still hold fast to your integrity? Curse God and die.”
Entonces su esposa le dijo: ¿Aún te aferras a tu integridad? ¡Maldice a ʼElohim y muérete!
10 But he said to her, “You talk as a foolish woman talks. Should we receive the good from God and not receive the bad?” In all this matter, Job did not sin with his lips.
Pero él le respondió: Tú hablaste como suelen hablar las mujeres insensatas. Si recibimos el bien de ʼElohim, ¿no debemos aceptar también el mal? En todo esto Job no pecó con sus labios.
11 Now when Job's three friends heard of all this evil that had come on him, each of them came from his own place: Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. They set a time to come to mourn with him and to comfort him.
Entonces tres amigos de Job, Elifaz temanita, Bildad suhita y Sofar naamatita, cuando oyeron acerca de todo este mal que le llegó, convinieron en ir juntos a él, cada uno de su lugar, para condolerse de él y consolarlo.
12 When they lifted up their eyes at a distance, they did not recognize him. They raised their voices and wept; each tore his robe and threw dust into the air and upon his own head.
Pero cuando levantaron los ojos desde lejos y no pudieron reconocerlo, lloraron a gritos. Cada uno de ellos rasgó su ropa, y lanzaron polvo hacia el cielo sobre sus cabezas.
13 Then they sat with him on the ground for seven days and seven nights. No one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his grief was very great.
Estuvieron sentados con él en el suelo durante siete días y siete noches, sin hablarle una palabra, porque veían que su dolor era muy grande.
