Ἰώβ 10
1 κάμνων τῇ ψυχῇ μου στένων ἐπαφήσω ἐπ’ αὐτὸν τὰ ῥήματά μου λαλήσω πικρίᾳ ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος
My soul is weary of my life, I will let go my speech against myself, I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 καὶ ἐρῶ πρὸς κύριον μή με ἀσεβεῖν δίδασκε καὶ διὰ τί με οὕτως ἔκρινας
I will say to God: Do not condemn me: tell me why thou judgest me so.
3 ἦ καλόν σοι ἐὰν ἀδικήσω ὅτι ἀπείπω ἔργα χειρῶν σου βουλῇ δὲ ἀσεβῶν προσέσχες
Doth it seem good to thee that thou shouldst calumniate me, and oppress me, the work of thy own hands, and help the counsel of the wicked?
4 ἦ ὥσπερ βροτὸς ὁρᾷ καθορᾷς ἢ καθὼς ὁρᾷ ἄνθρωπος βλέψῃ
Hast thou eyes of flesh: or, shalt thou see as man seeth?
5 ἦ ὁ βίος σου ἀνθρώπινός ἐστιν ἢ τὰ ἔτη σου ἀνδρός
Are thy days as the days of man, and are thy years as the times of men:
6 ὅτι ἀνεζήτησας τὴν ἀνομίαν μου καὶ τὰς ἁμαρτίας μου ἐξιχνίασας
That thou shouldst inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 οἶδας γὰρ ὅτι οὐκ ἠσέβησα ἀλλὰ τίς ἐστιν ὁ ἐκ τῶν χειρῶν σου ἐξαιρούμενος
And shouldst know that I have done no wicked thing, whereas there is no man that can deliver out of thy hand.
8 αἱ χεῖρές σου ἔπλασάν με καὶ ἐποίησάν με μετὰ ταῦτα μεταβαλών με ἔπαισας
Thy hands have made me, and fashioned me wholly round about, and dost thou thus cast me down headlong on a sudden?
9 μνήσθητι ὅτι πηλόν με ἔπλασας εἰς δὲ γῆν με πάλιν ἀποστρέφεις
Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and thou wilt bring me into dust again.
10 ἦ οὐχ ὥσπερ γάλα με ἤμελξας ἐτύρωσας δέ με ἴσα τυρῷ
Hast thou not milked me as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 δέρμα καὶ κρέας με ἐνέδυσας ὀστέοις δὲ καὶ νεύροις με ἐνεῖρας
Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh: thou hast put me together with bones and sinews:
12 ζωὴν δὲ καὶ ἔλεος ἔθου παρ’ ἐμοί ἡ δὲ ἐπισκοπή σου ἐφύλαξέν μου τὸ πνεῦμα
Thou hast granted me life and mercy, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
13 ταῦτα ἔχων ἐν σεαυτῷ οἶδα ὅτι πάντα δύνασαι ἀδυνατεῖ δέ σοι οὐθέν
Although thou conceal these things in thy heart, yet I know that thou rememberest all things.
14 ἐάν τε γὰρ ἁμάρτω φυλάσσεις με ἀπὸ δὲ ἀνομίας οὐκ ἀθῷόν με πεποίηκας
If I have sinned and thou hast spared me for an hour: why dost thou not suffer me to be clean from my iniquity?
15 ἐάν τε γὰρ ἀσεβὴς ὦ οἴμμοι ἐάν τε ὦ δίκαιος οὐ δύναμαι ἀνακύψαι πλήρης γὰρ ἀτιμίας εἰμί
And if I be wicked, woe unto me: and if just, I shall not lift up my head, being filled with affliction and misery.
16 ἀγρεύομαι γὰρ ὥσπερ λέων εἰς σφαγήν πάλιν δὲ μεταβαλὼν δεινῶς με ὀλέκεις
And for pride thou wilt take me as a lioness, and returning thou tormentest me wonderfully.
17 ἐπανακαινίζων ἐπ’ ἐμὲ τὴν ἔτασίν μου ὀργῇ δὲ μεγάλῃ μοι ἐχρήσω ἐπήγαγες δὲ ἐπ’ ἐμὲ πειρατήρια
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and multipliest thy wrath upon me, and pains war against me.
18 ἵνα τί οὖν ἐκ κοιλίας με ἐξήγαγες καὶ οὐκ ἀπέθανον ὀφθαλμὸς δέ με οὐκ εἶδεν
Why didst thou bring me forth out of the womb: O that I had been consumed that eye might not see me!
19 καὶ ὥσπερ οὐκ ὢν ἐγενόμην διὰ τί γὰρ ἐκ γαστρὸς εἰς μνῆμα οὐκ ἀπηλλάγην
I should have been as if I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.
20 ἦ οὐκ ὀλίγος ἐστὶν ὁ χρόνος τοῦ βίου μου ἔασόν με ἀναπαύσασθαι μικρὸν
Shall not the fewness of my days be ended shortly? suffer me, therefore, that I may lament my sorrow a little:
21 πρὸ τοῦ με πορευθῆναι ὅθεν οὐκ ἀναστρέψω εἰς γῆν σκοτεινὴν καὶ γνοφεράν
Before I go, and return no more, to a land that is dark and covered with the mist of death:
22 εἰς γῆν σκότους αἰωνίου οὗ οὐκ ἔστιν φέγγος οὐδὲ ὁρᾶν ζωὴν βροτῶν
A land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and no order, but everlasting horror dwelleth.
