Job 6

1 Ὑπολαβὼν δὲ Ἰὼβ, λέγει,

2 Εἰ γάρ τις ἱστῶν στήσαι μου τὴν ὀργὴν, τὰς δὲ ὀδύνας μου ἄραι ἐν ζυγῷ ὁμοθυμαδὸν,

3 καὶ δὴ ἄμμου παραλίας βαρυτέρα ἔσται· ἀλλʼ ὡς ἔοικε τὰ ῥήματά μου ἐστὶ φαῦλα.

4 Βέλη γὰρ Κυρίου ἐν τῷ σώματί μου ἐστὶν, ὧν ὁ θυμὸς αὐτῶν ἐκπίνει μου τὸ αἷμα· ὅταν ἄρξωμαι λαλεῖν, κεντοῦσί με.

5 Τί γάρ; μὴ διακενῆς κεκράξεται ὄνος ἄγριος, ἀλλʼ ἢ τὰ σῖτα ζητῶν; εἰ δὲ καὶ ῥήξει φωνὴν βοῦς ἐπὶ φάτνης ἔχων τὰ βρώματα;

6 Εἰ βρωθήσεται ἄρτος ἄνευ ἁλός; εἰ δὲ καὶ ἔστι γεῦμα ἐν ῥήμασι κενοῖς;

7 Οὐ δύναται γὰρ παύσασθαί μου ἡ ὀργή· βρόμον γὰρ ὁρῶ τὰ σῖτά μου ὥσπερ ὀσμὴν λέοντος.

8 Εἰ γὰρ δώῃ καὶ ἔλθοι μου ἡ αἴτησις, καὶ τὴν ἐλπίδα μου δώῃ ὁ Κύριος.

9 Ἀρξάμενος ὁ Κύριος τρωσάτω με, εἰς τέλος δὲ μή με ἀνελέτω.

10 Εἴη δέ μου πόλις τάφος, ἐφʼ ἧς ἐπὶ τειχέων ἡλλόμην, ἐπʼ αὐτῆς οὐ φείσομαι· οὐ γὰρ ἐψευσάμην ῥήματα ἅγια Θεοῦ μου.

11 Τίς γάρ μου ἡ ἰσχύς, ὅτι ὑπομένω; τίς μου ὁ χρόνος, ὅτι ἀνέχεταί μου ἡ ψυχή;

12 Μὴ ἰσχὺς λίθων ἡ ἰσχύς μου; ἢ αἱ σάρκες μου εἰσὶ χάλκεαι;

13 Ἢ οὐκ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ ἐπεποίθειν; βοήθεια δὲ ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ἄπεστιν.

14 Ἀπείπατό με ἔλεος, ἐπισκοπὴ δὲ Κυρίου ὑπερεῖδέ με.

15 Οὐ προσεῖδόν με οἱ ἐγγύτατοί μου, ὥσπερ χειμάῤῥους ἐκλείπων, ἢ ὥσπερ κῦμα παρῆλθόν με

16 Οἵτινές με διευλαβοῦντο, νῦν ἐπιπεπτώκασί μοι ὥσπερ χιὼν ἢ κρύσταλλος πεπηγώς·

17 Καθὼς τακεῖσα θέρμης γενομένης, οὐκ ἐπεγνώσθη ὅπερ ἦν,

18 οὕτω κᾀγὼ κατελείφηθν ὑπὸ πάντων, ἀπωλόμην δὲ καὶ ἔξοικος ἐγενόμην.

19 Ἴδετε ὁδοὺς Θαιμανῶν, ἀτραποὺς, Σαβῶν οἱ διορῶντες.

20 Καὶ αἰσχύνην ὀφειλήσουσιν, οἱ ἐπὶ πόλεσι καὶ χρήμασι πεποιθότες.

21 Ἀτὰρ δὲ καὶ ὑμεῖς ἐπέβητέ μοι ἀνελεημόνως, ὥστε ἰδόντες τὸ ἐμὸν τραῦμα φοβήθητε.

22 Τί γάρ; μήτι ὑμᾶς ἢτησα, ἢ τῆς παρʼ ὑμῶν ἰσχύος ἐπιδέομαι,

23 ὥστε σῶσαί με ἑξ ἐχθρῶν, ἢ ἐκ χειρὸς δυναστῶν ῥύσασθαί με;

24 Διδάξατέ με, ἐγὼ δὲ κωφεύσω· εἴ τι πεπλάνημαι, φράσατέ μοι.

25 Ἀλλʼ ὡς ἔοικε φαῦλα ἀληθινοῦ ῥήματα, οὐ γὰρ παρʼ ὑμῶν ἰσχὺν αἰτοῦμαι.

26 Οὐδὲ ἔλεγχος ὑμῶν ῥήμασί με παύσει, οὐδὲ γὰρ ὑμῶν φθέγμα ῥήματος ἀνέξομαι.

27 Πλὴν ὅτι ἐπʼ ὀρφανῷ ἐπιπίπτετε, ἐνάλλεσθε δὲ ἐπὶ φίλῳ ὑμῶν.

28 Νυνὶ δὲ εἰσβλέψας εἰς πρόσωπα ὑμῶν, οὐ ψεύσομαι.

29 Καθίσατε δὴ καὶ μὴ εἴη ἄδικον, καὶ πάλιν τῷ δικαίῳ συνέρχεσθε.

30 Οὐ γάρ ἐστιν ἐν γλώσσῃ μουἄδικον, ἢ ὁ λάρυγξ μου οὐχὶ σύνεσιν μελετᾷ.

1 But Job answered and said,

2 Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!

3 And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.

4 For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.

5 What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has fodder?

6 Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?

7 For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion to be loathsome.

8 For oh that he would grant my desire , and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!

9 Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.

10 Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.

11 For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?

12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

13 Or have I not trusted in him? but help is far from me.

14 Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.

15 My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.

16 They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.

17 When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.

18 Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.

19 Behold the ways of the Thæmanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabæans.

20 They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.

21 But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye are afraid.

22 What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,

23 to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?

24 Teach ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.

25 But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.

26 Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.

27 Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.

28 But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.

29 Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.

30 For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?