Job 7
1 Mar ni določen čas za človeka na zemlji? Mar niso njegovi dnevi prav tako podobni najemnikovim dnevom?
Hath not man a life of labour upon earth? and are not his days like the days of a hireling?
2 Kakor si služabnik iskreno želi sence in kakor najemnik gleda za nagrado svojega dela,
As a bondman earnestly desireth the shadow, and a hireling expecteth his wages,
3 tako sem prisiljen, da posedujem mesece ničnosti in naporne noči so mi določene.
So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 Ko se uležem, rečem: ›Kdaj bom vstal in bo noč minila? Poln sem premetavanja sem ter tja do jutranjega svitanja.
If I lie down, I say, When shall I rise up, and the darkness be gone? and I am full of tossings until the dawn.
5 Moje meso je pokrito z ličinkami in grudami prahu; moja koža je razpokana in postala je gnusna.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and suppurates.
6 Moji dnevi so bolj nagli kakor tkalski čolniček in preživeti so brez upanja.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 Oh, spomnite se, da je moje življenje veter. Moje oko ne bo več videlo dobrega.
Remember thou that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.
8 Oko tistega, ki me je videlo, me ne bo več videlo. Tvoje oči so na meni, mene pa ni.
The eye of him that hath seen me shall behold me no [more]: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
9 Kakor je oblak použit in izginil proč, tako kdor gre dol h grobu, ne bo več prišel gor. (Sheol h7585)
The cloud consumeth and vanisheth away; so he that goeth down to Sheol shall not come up. (Sheol h7585)
10 Ne bo se več vrnil k svojemu domu niti ga njegov kraj ne bo več poznal.
He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him again.
11 Zato ne bom zadrževal svojih ust; govoril bom v tesnobi svojega duha, pritoževal se bom v grenkobi svoje duše.
Therefore I will not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Mar sem morje ali kit, da ti postavljaš stražo nad menoj?
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, that thou settest a watch over me?
13 Ko rečem: ›Moja postelja me bo tolažila, moje ležišče bo lajšalo mojo pritožbo, ‹
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14 takrat me ti strašiš s sanjami in me prek videnj spravljaš v grozo,
Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions;
15 tako da moja duša raje izbira dušenje in smrt, kakor pa moje življenje.
So that my soul chooseth strangling, death, rather than my bones.
16 To se mi gabi. Ne bi hotel živeti večno. Pustite me samega, kajti moji dnevi so ničevost.
I loathe it; I shall not live always: let me alone, for my days are a breath.
17 Kaj je človek, da bi ga ti poveličeval? In da bi svoje srce naravnal nanj?
What is man, that thou makest much of him? and that thou settest thy heart upon him?
18 Da bi ga ti obiskoval vsako jutro in ga preizkušal vsak trenutek?
And that thou visitest him every morning, triest him every moment?
19 Kako dolgo ne boš odšel od mene niti me ne boš pustil samega, dokler ne pogoltnem svoje sline?
How long wilt thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20 Grešil sem. Kaj ti bom storil, oh ti, varuh ljudi? Zakaj si me postavil kakor znamenje zoper tebe, tako da sem breme samemu sebi?
Have I sinned, what do I unto thee, thou Observer of men? Why hast thou set me as an object of assault for thee, so that I am become a burden to myself?
21 Zakaj ne odpustiš mojega prestopka in ne odvzameš moje krivičnosti? Kajti sedaj bom spal v prahu in iskal me boš zjutraj, toda mene ne bo.«
And why dost not thou forgive my transgression and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I lie down in the dust, and thou shalt seek me early, and I shall not be.
