Ījaba 17
1 Mans gars ir vājš, manas dienas pagalam, kaps man ir klāt.
My spirit is consumed, and my days are over; the grave is ready for me.
2 Tiešām, mēdītāji mani apstāj un uz viņu tiepšanos jāskatās manām acīm.
Surely there are mockers with me; my eye must always see their provocation.
3 Galvo jel, pārstāvi Tu mani pie Sevis paša, kur tad cits man roku dos!
Give now a pledge, be a guarantee for me with yourself; who else is there who will help me?
4 Jo viņu sirdīm Tu saprašanu esi apslēpis; tāpēc Tu viņiem virsroku nedosi.
For you, God, have kept their hearts from understanding; therefore, you will not exalt them over me.
5 Kas savus draugus izdāvā par laupījumu, tā bērnu acis izīgs.
He who denounces his friends for a reward, the eyes of his children will fail.
6 Bet Viņš mani darījis ļaudīm par sakāmu vārdu, ka esmu tāds, kam spļauj vaigā.
But he has made me a byword of the people; they spit in my face.
7 Tādēļ mana acs ir tumša no skumības, un visi mani locekļi ir kā ēna.
My eye is also dim because of sorrow; all my body parts are as thin as shadows.
8 Taisnie par to iztrūcinājās, un nenoziedzīgais iekarst par neganto.
Upright men will be stunned by this; the innocent man will stir himself up against godless men.
9 Bet taisnais turas pastāvīgi uz sava ceļa, un kam šķīstas rokas, pieņemas stiprumā.
The righteous man will keep to his way; he who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
10 Tad nu jūs visi nāciet tik atkal vien, gudra es neatradīšu jūsu starpā.
But as for you all, come on now; I will not find a wise man among you.
11 Manas dienas ir pagājušas, mani padomi iznīcināti, ko mana sirds bija kopusi.
My days are past; my plans are shattered, and so are the desires of my heart.
12 Nakti tie sauc par dienu, un gaismu saka tuvu esam, kur tumsa klātu.
These people, these mockers, change the night into day; light is near to darkness.
If the only home I hope for is Sheol; and if I have spread my couch in the darkness; (Sheol h7585)
14 Trūdus es saucu par savu tēvu, tārpus par savu māti un māsu.
and if I have said to the pit, 'You are my father,' and to the worm, 'You are my mother or my sister,'
15 Kur tad būs mana cerība, manu cerību, kas to redzēs?
where then is my hope? As for my hope, who can see any?
