ईयोब 40
And Yahweh responded to Job, and said: —
2 २ “तू सर्वशक्तिमान देवाशी वाद घातलास. तू मला चूक केल्याबद्दल दोषी ठरवलेस. आता तू चुकलास हे तू कबूल करशील का? तू मला उत्तर देशील का?
Shall a reprover contend, with the Almighty? He that disputeth with GOD, let him answer it!
Then Job responded to Yahweh, and said: —
Lo! I am of no account, what shall I reply to thee? My hand, have I laid on my mouth:
Once, have I spoken, but I will not proceed, yea twice, but I will not add.
So then Yahweh responded to Job, out of a storm, and said: —
Gird, I pray thee—as a strong man—thy loins, I will ask thee, and inform thou me.
8 ८ मी न्यायी नाही असे तुला वाटते का? मी काही चूक केल्याचा आरोप करून तू स्वत: चे निरपराधित्व सिध्द करु पाहत आहेस.
Wilt thou even frustrate my justice? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest appear right?
But if, an arm like GOD, thou hast, and, with a voice like his, thou canst thunder,
Deck thyself, I pray thee, with majesty and grandeur, Yea, with dignity and splendour, thou shalt clothe thyself;
11 ११ तुझ्या रागाला भरती येवू दे, आणि प्रत्येक गर्वीष्ठास तू खाली आण आणि गर्विष्ठ लोकांस शिक्षा करु शकतोस. गर्विष्ठांना मान खाली घालायला लावू शकतोस.
Pour out thy transports of anger, and look on every one who is high, and lay him low;
Look on every one who is high, and humble him, yea tread down the lawless, on the spot:
Hide them in the dust all together, Their faces, bind thou in darkness;
And, even I myself, will praise thee, in that thine own right hand can bring thee salvation.
Behold, I pray thee, the Hippopotamus, which I made with thee, Grass—like the ox, he eateth;
Behold, I pray thee, his strength in his loins, and his force, in the muscles of his belly;
He bendeth down his tail like a cedar, the sinews of his thighs, are twisted together;
His bones, are barrels of bronze, his frame, is like hammered bars of iron:
He, is the beginning of the ways of GOD, Let his maker, present him his sword:
Surely the mountains bring, produce, to him, where, all the wild beasts of the field, do play;
Under the lotus-trees, he lieth down, in a covert of reed and swamp;
The lotus-trees cover him with their shade, the willows of the torrent-bed compass him about;
23 २३ नदीला पूर आला तर बेहेमोथ पळून जात नाही यार्देन नदीचा प्रवाह त्याच्या तोंडावर आदळला तरी तो घाबरत नाही विश्वासात स्थिर राहतो.
Lo! the river becometh insolent—he is not alarmed! He is confident, though a Jordan burst forth to his mouth:
Before his eyes, shall he be caught? With a hook, can one pierce his nose?
