Job 17
1 Spiritus meus attenuabitur; dies mei breviabuntur: et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
I perish, carried away by the wind, and I seek for burial, and obtain [it] not.
2 Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
Weary I entreat; and what have I done? and strangers have stolen my goods.
3 Libera me, Domine, et pone me juxta te, et cujusvis manus pugnet contra me.
Who is this? let him join hands with me.
4 Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina: propterea non exaltabuntur.
For you have hid their heart from wisdom; therefore you shall not exalt them.
5 Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum ejus deficient.
He shall promise mischief to [his] companions: but [their] eyes have failed for [their] children.
6 Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
But you has made me a byword amount the nations, and I am become a scorn to them.
7 Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
For my eyes are dimmed through pain; I have been grievously beset by all.
8 Stupebunt justi super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
Wonder has seized true men upon this; and let the just rise up against the transgressor.
9 Et tenebit justus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
But let the faithful hold on his own way, and let him that is pure of hands take courage.
10 Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
Howbeit, do you all strengthen [yourselves] and come now, for I do not find truth in you.
11 Dies mei transierunt; cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum.
My days have passed in groaning, and my heart-strings are broken.
12 Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
I have turned the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
For if I remain, Hades is my habitation: and my bed has been made in darkness. (Sheol h7585)
14 Putredini dixi: Pater meus es; Mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
I have called upon death to be my father, and corruption [to be] my mother and sister.
15 Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea? et patientiam meam quis considerat?
Where then is yet my hope? or [where] shall I see my good?
