Jó 4— comparação

1Então Elifaz, o temanita, respondeu:

2“Se alguém se aventurar a falar com você, você se aborrecerá?

3Eis que você instruiu a muitos,

4Suas palavras ampararam aquele que estava caindo,

5Mas agora que isso chega a você, você desfalece.

6Não é a sua piedade a sua confiança?

7“Lembre-se, agora, quem jamais pereceu sendo inocente?

8Segundo o que tenho visto, aqueles que lavram a iniquidade

9Pelo sopro de Deus eles perecem.

10O rugido do leão,

11O leão velho perece por falta de presa.

12“Ora, algo me foi trazido em segredo.

13Em pensamentos vindos das visões da noite,

14o medo e o tremor vieram sobre mim,

15Então um espírito passou diante do meu rosto.

16Ele parou, mas eu não consegui discernir a sua aparência.

17‘Pode o homem mortal ser mais justo do que Deus?

18Eis que ele não confia em seus servos.

19Quanto mais aqueles que habitam em casas de barro,

20Entre a manhã e a tarde eles são destruídos.

21A corda de sua tenda não é arrancada de dentro deles?

1Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered,

2“If someone ventures to talk with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?

3Behold, you have instructed many, you have strengthened the weak hands.

4Your words have supported him who was falling, you have made the feeble knees firm.

5But now it has come to you, and you faint. It touches you, and you are troubled.

6Isn’t your piety your confidence? Isn’t the integrity of your ways your hope?

7“Remember, now, who ever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off?

8According to what I have seen, those who plow iniquity and sow trouble, reap the same.

9By the breath of God they perish. By the blast of his anger are they consumed.

10The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, the teeth of the young lions, are broken.

11The old lion perishes for lack of prey. The cubs of the lioness are scattered abroad.

12“Now a thing was secretly brought to me. My ear received a whisper of it.

13In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,

14fear came on me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake.

15Then a spirit passed before my face. The hair of my flesh stood up.

16It stood still, but I couldn’t discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,

17‘Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

18Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error.

19How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!

20Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.

21Isn’t their tent cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.’