Job 6
Zürcher Bibel 1931
1HIOB antwortete und sprach:
2O dass man doch meinen Unmut wöge / und mein Unglück zugleich auf die Waage legte! /
3Denn nun ist es schwerer als der Sand der Meere; / darum ging irre meine Rede. /
4Denn die Pfeile des Allmächtigen stecken in mir, / und mein Geist saugt ein ihr glühend Gift; / die Schrecken Gottes verstören mich. /
5Schreit wohl der Wildesel, wenn er Gras hat? / und brüllt das Rind bei seinem Futter? /
6Kann man auch Fades essen ohne Salz? / ist Wohlgeschmack im Schleim des Dotters? /
7Meine Seele sträubt sich, daran zu rühren, / ihr ekelt ob meiner unreinen Speise. /
8O dass doch einträfe, was ich begehre, / und Gott mir gäbe, was ich gehofft! /
9Dass es Gott doch gefiele, mich zu zermalmen, / dass er seine Hand ausreckte und schnitte mich ab! /
10So wäre doch das noch mein Trost, / und frohlocken wollt' ich im schonungslosen Schmerz! / Denn nicht habe ich verleugnet die Worte des Heiligen. /
11Was ist meine Kraft, dass ich ausharre? / und was ist mein Ende, dass ich mich gedulde? /
12Ist denn meine Kraft die Kraft von Steinen? / oder ist mein Fleisch von Erz? /
13Fürwahr, aus ist es mit eigner Hilfe, / und rettender Rat ist mir verscheucht. /
14Wer dem Verzagenden Güte versagt, / der gibt die Furcht des Allmächtigen auf. /
15Meine Brüder trügen wie ein Bach, / wie Rinnsale, die über das Ufer treten, / (a) Jer 12:6
16die schmutzig trübe sind vom Eis, / in die der Schnee sich (schmelzend) birgt - /
17wenn sie durchglüht werden, sind sie verschwunden, / sind, wenn es heiss wird, von ihrer Stätte versiegt. /
18Es biegen ab vom Weg die Karawanen, / ziehen hin in die Öde und kommen um. /
19Es schauen aus die Karawanen von Thema, / die Wanderzüge von Saba hoffen auf sie; /
20doch sie werden betrogen in ihrem Vertrauen, / sie kommen hin und werden zuschanden. /
21So seid ihr jetzt für mich geworden; / ihr schaut das Schreckliche, und ihr schaudert. /
22Habe ich etwa gebeten: "Gebt mir, von eurem Vermögen / bringet Geschenke für mich, /
23errettet mich aus der Hand des Bedrängers / und kaufet mich los aus der Gewalt der Tyrannen"? /
24Belehret mich, und ich will schweigen; / worin ich gefehlt habe, saget mir an. /
25Wie wirksam sind doch aufrichtige Reden! / Aber was tadelt ein Tadel von euch? /
26Worte zu rügen gedenket ihr? / In den Wind gehen doch des Verzweifelten Reden! /
27Selbst um eine Waise würdet ihr losen, / würdet feilschen um euren Freund. /
28Nun aber, wollet euch doch zu mir wenden! / Ins Angesicht lüge ich euch wahrlich nicht. /
29Kehret doch um! es geschehe kein Unrecht! / Ja, kehret um! noch bin ich im Recht. /
30Ist etwa Unrecht auf meiner Zunge? / Schmeckt nicht mein Gaumen das Unglück? /
Reina-Valera 1909
1Y RESPONDIÓ Job y dijo:
2¡Oh si pesasen al justo mi queja y mi tormento, y se alzasen igualmente en balanza!
3Porque pesaría aquél más que la arena del mar: y por tanto mis palabras son cortadas.
4Porque las saetas del Todopoderoso están en mí, cuyo veneno bebe mi espíritu; y terrores de Dios me combaten.
5¿Acaso gime el asno montés junto á la hierba? ¿muge el buey junto á su pasto?
6¿Comeráse lo desabrido sin sal? ¿ó habrá gusto en la clara del huevo?
7Las cosas que mi alma no quería tocar, por los dolores son mi comida.
8¡Quién me diera que viniese mi petición, y que Dios me otorgase lo que espero;
9Y que pluguiera á Dios quebrantarme; que soltara su mano, y me deshiciera!
10Y sería aún mi consuelo, si me asaltase con dolor sin dar más tregua, que yo no he escondido las palabras del Santo.
11¿Cuál es mi fortaleza para esperar aún? ¿y cuál mi fin para dilatar mi vida?
12¿Es mi fortaleza la de las piedras? ¿ó mi carne, es de acero?
13¿No me ayudo cuanto puedo, y el poder me falta del todo?
14El atribulado es consolado de su compañero: mas hase abandonado el temor del Omnipotente.
15Mis hermanos han mentido cual arroyo: pasáronse como corrientes impetuosas,
16Que están escondidas por la helada, y encubiertas con nieve;
17Que al tiempo del calor son deshechas, y en calentándose, desaparecen de su lugar;
18Apártanse de la senda de su rumbo, van menguando y piérdense.
19Miraron los caminantes de Temán, los caminantes de Saba esperaron en ellas:
20Mas fueron avergonzados por su esperanza; porque vinieron hasta ellas, y halláronse confusos.
21Ahora ciertamente como ellas sois vosotros: que habéis visto el tormento, y teméis.
22¿Os he dicho yo: Traedme, y pagad por mí de vuestra hacienda;
23Y libradme de la mano del opresor, y redimidme del poder de los violentos?
24Enseñadme, y yo callaré: y hacedme entender en qué he errado.
25¡Cuán fuertes son las palabras de rectitud! Mas ¿qué reprende el que reprende de vosotros?
26¿Pensáis censurar palabras, y los discursos de un desesperado, que son como el viento?
27También os arrojáis sobre el huérfano, y hacéis hoyo delante de vuestro amigo.
28Ahora pues, si queréis, mirad en mí, y ved si miento delante de vosotros.
29Tornad ahora, y no haya iniquidad; volved aún á considerar mi justicia en esto.
30¿Hay iniquidad en mi lengua? ¿no puede mi paladar discernir las cosas depravadas?
King James Version
1But Job answered and said,
2Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
5Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
8Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
13Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
14To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
15My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
16Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:
17What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
19The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
20They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
21For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
22Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?
23Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
24Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
26Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
27Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
28Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
29Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
30Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
World English Bible
1Then Job answered,
2“Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
5Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
6Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
8“Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
9even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
12Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
13Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me?
14“To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
17In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18The caravans that travel beside them turn away. They go up into the waste, and perish.
19The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
20They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
21For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
22Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’? or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?
23or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’? or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?
24“Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand my error.
25How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what does it reprove?
26Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
27Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
28Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I will not lie to your face.
29Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
30Is there injustice on my tongue? Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?