अय्यूब 16
Then answered Job, and said,
I have heard many things such as these: troublesome comforters are ye all.
Shall there be any end to words of wind? or what compelleth thee that thou shouldst answer?
4 ४ यदि तुम्हारी दशा मेरी सी होती, तो मैं भी तुम्हारी सी बातें कर सकता; मैं भी तुम्हारे विरुद्ध बातें जोड़ सकता, और तुम्हारे विरुद्ध सिर हिला सकता।
I also could well speak as ye do: if your soul were but in my soul's stead, I could overwhelm you with words, and could shake my head at you.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the condolence of my lips should restrain [your grief].
Though I were to speak, my pain would not be restrained; and though I should forbear, what will go away from me?
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 ८ और उसने जो मेरे शरीर को सूखा डाला है, वह मेरे विरुद्ध साक्षी ठहरा है, और मेरा दुबलापन मेरे विरुद्ध खड़ा होकर मेरे सामने साक्षी देता है।
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, they are my witnesses; and my leanness riseth up for me, giveth its testimony to my face.
9 ९ उसने क्रोध में आकर मुझ को फाड़ा और मेरे पीछे पड़ा है; वह मेरे विरुद्ध दाँत पीसता; और मेरा बैरी मुझ को आँखें दिखाता है।
In his wrath he teareth me to pieces, and assaileth me: he gnasheth over me with his teeth; my adversary sendeth threatening looks at me.
10 १० अब लोग मुझ पर मुँह पसारते हैं, और मेरी नामधराई करके मेरे गाल पर थप्पड़ मारते, और मेरे विरुद्ध भीड़ लगाते हैं।
They now open wide against me their mouth; reproachfully they smite my cheek: altogether do they assemble against me.
God hath surrendered me to the unjust, and cast me down into the hands of the wicked.
12 १२ मैं सुख से रहता था, और उसने मुझे चूर चूरकर डाला; उसने मेरी गर्दन पकड़कर मुझे टुकड़े-टुकड़े कर दिया; फिर उसने मुझे अपना निशाना बनाकर खड़ा किया है।
I was at ease, but he hath crushed me; he hath also grasped me by the neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up unto himself as a mark;
13 १३ उसके तीर मेरे चारों ओर उड़ रहे हैं, वह निर्दय होकर मेरे गुर्दों को बेधता है, और मेरा पित्त भूमि पर बहाता है।
His archers encompass me round about; he cleaveth my reins sunder, and doth not pity; he poureth out upon the ground my gall;
He breaketh me down with breach upon breach; he runneth against me like a mighty man.
Sackcloth have I sewed upon my skin, and my horn I roll in the dust.
My face gloweth from weeping, and on my eyelids resteth the shadow of death:
Not because any violence is in my hands, and while my prayer is pure.
Earth! do thou not cover up my blood, and let no place restrain my cry.
Even now, behold, my witness is in the heavens, and one that testifieth for me is on high.
Are my friends my defenders? unto God my eye poureth out [its tears].
And oh that a man might plead with God, as one son of earth with the other!
22 २२ क्योंकि थोड़े ही वर्षों के बीतने पर मैं उस मार्ग से चला जाऊँगा, जिससे मैं फिर वापिस न लौटूँगा।
For when the numbered years are passed, then must I travel a path whence I cannot return.
