Jó 16— comparação

1Então Jó respondeu:

2“Eu já ouvi muitas coisas como essas.

3As palavras vãs terão fim?

4Eu também poderia falar como vocês.

5mas eu os fortaleceria com a minha boca.

6“Ainda que eu fale, a minha dor não diminui.

7Mas agora, ó Deus, tu certamente me esgotaste.

8Tu me enrugaste. Isso é uma testemunha contra mim.

9Ele me despedaçou em sua ira e me perseguiu.

10Eles escancararam a boca contra mim.

11Deus me entrega aos ímpios,

12Eu estava tranquilo, e ele me despedaçou.

13Os seus flecheiros me cercam.

14Ele me rompe com brecha sobre brecha.

15Eu costurei pano de saco sobre a minha pele,

16O meu rosto está vermelho de tanto chorar.

17embora não haja violência em minhas mãos,

18“Ó terra, não cubra o meu sangue.

19Mesmo agora, eis que a minha testemunha está no céu.

20Os meus amigos zombam de mim.

21para que ele defenda o direito de um homem perante Deus,

22Pois quando poucos anos tiverem passado,

1Then Job answered,

2“I have heard many such things. You are all miserable comforters!

3Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?

4I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul’s place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,

5but I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.

6“Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?

7But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made all my company desolate.

8You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.

9He has torn me in his wrath and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.

10They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.

11God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.

12I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

13His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my bile on the ground.

14He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs at me like a giant.

15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.

16My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids,

17although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.

18“Earth, don’t cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.

19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven. He who vouches for me is on high.

20My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,

21that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor!

22For when a few years have come, I will go the way of no return.