Job 15
1 Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered,
Så tog Temaniten Elifaz til Orde og sagde:
2 “Should a wise man answer with vain knowledge, and fill himself with the east wind?
"Mon Vismand svarer med Mundsvejr og fylder sit Indre med Østenvind
3 Should he reason with unprofitable talk, or with speeches with which he can do no good?
for at hævde sin Ret med gavnløs Tale, med Ord, som intet båder?
4 Yes, you do away with fear, and hinder devotion before God.
Desuden nedbryder du Gudsfrygt og krænker den Stilhed, som tilkommer Gud.
5 For your iniquity teaches your mouth, and you choose the language of the crafty.
Din Skyld oplærer din Mund, du vælger de listiges Sprog.
6 Your own mouth condemns you, and not I. Yes, your own lips testify against you.
Din Mund domfælder dig, ikke jeg, dine Læber vidner imod dig!
7 “Are you the first man who was born? Or were you brought out before the hills?
Var du den første, der fødtes, kom du til Verden, før Højene var?
8 Have you heard the secret counsel of God? Do you limit wisdom to yourself?
Mon du lytted til, da Gud holdt Råd, og mon du rev Visdommen til dig?
9 What do you know that we don’t know? What do you understand which is not in us?
Hvad ved du, som vi ikke ved, hvad forstår du, som vi ikke kender?
10 With us are both the gray-headed and the very aged men, much older than your father.
Også vi har en gammel iblandt os, en Olding, hvis Dage er fler end din Faders!
11 Are the consolations of God too small for you, even the word that is gentle toward you?
Er Guds Trøst dig for lidt, det Ord, han mildelig talede til dig?
12 Why does your heart carry you away? Why do your eyes flash,
Hvi river dit Hjerte dig hen, hvi ruller dit Øje vildt?
13 that you turn your spirit against God, and let such words go out of your mouth?
Thi du vender din Harme mod Gud og udstøder Ord af din Mund.
14 What is man, that he should be clean? What is he who is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?
Hvor kan et Menneske være rent, en kvindefødt have Ret?
15 Behold, he puts no trust in his holy ones. Yes, the heavens are not clean in his sight;
End ikke sine Hellige tror han, og Himlen er ikke ren i hans Øjne,
16 how much less one who is abominable and corrupt, a man who drinks iniquity like water!
hvad da den stygge, den onde, Manden, der drikker Uret som Vand!
17 “I will show you, listen to me; that which I have seen I will declare
Jeg vil sige dig noget, hør mig, jeg fortæller, hvad jeg har set,
18 (which wise men have told by their fathers, and have not hidden it;
hvad vise Mænd har forkyndt, deres Fædre ikke dulgt,
19 to whom alone the land was given, and no stranger passed among them):
dem alene var Landet givet, ingen fremmed færdedes blandt dem:
20 the wicked man writhes in pain all his days, even the number of years that are laid up for the oppressor.
Den gudløse ængstes hele sit Liv, de stakkede År, en Voldsmand lever;
21 A sound of terrors is in his ears. In prosperity the destroyer will come on him.
Rædselslyde fylder hans Ører, midt under Fred er Hærgeren over ham;
22 He doesn’t believe that he will return out of darkness. He is waited for by the sword.
han undkommer ikke fra Mørket, opsparet er han for Sværdet,
23 He wanders abroad for bread, saying, ‘Where is it?’ He knows that the day of darkness is ready at his hand.
udset til Føde for Gribbe, han ved, at han står for Fald;
24 Distress and anguish make him afraid. They prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
Mørkets Dag vil skræmme ham. Trængsel og Angst overvælde ham som en Konge, rustet til Strid.
25 Because he has stretched out his hand against God, and behaves himself proudly against the Almighty,
Thi Hånden rakte han ud mod Gud og bød den Almægtige Trods,
26 he runs at him with a stiff neck, with the thick shields of his bucklers,
stormed bårdnakket mod ham med sine tykke, buede Skjolde.
27 because he has covered his face with his fatness, and gathered fat on his thighs.
Thi han dækked sit Ansigt med Fedt og samlede Huld på sin Lænd.
28 He has lived in desolate cities, in houses which no one inhabited, which were ready to become heaps.
tog Bolig i Byer, der øde lå hen. i Huse, man ikke må bo i, bestemt til at ligge i Grus.
29 He will not be rich, neither will his substance continue, neither will their possessions be extended on the earth.
Han bliver ej rig, hans Velstand forgår, til Jorden bøjer sig ikke hans Aks;
30 He will not depart out of darkness. The flame will dry up his branches. He will go away by the breath of God’s mouth.
han undkommer ikke fra Mørket. Solglød udtørrer hans Spire, hans Blomst rives bort af Vinden.
31 Let him not trust in emptiness, deceiving himself, for emptiness will be his reward.
Han stole ikke på Tomhed han farer vild thi Tomhed skal være hans Løn!
32 It will be accomplished before his time. His branch will not be green.
I Utide visner hans Stamme, hans Palmegren skal ikke grønnes;
33 He will shake off his unripe grape as the vine, and will cast off his flower as the olive tree.
han ryster som Ranken sin brue af og kaster som Olietræet sin Blomst.
34 For the company of the godless will be barren, and fire will consume the tents of bribery.
Thi vanhelliges Samfund er goldt, og Ild fortærer Bestikkelsens Telte;
35 They conceive mischief and produce iniquity. Their heart prepares deceit.”
svangre med Kvide, føder de Uret, og deres Moderskød fostrer Svig!
