Young's Literal Translation
Księga Hioba 3:9

Tytuł oryginalny
JobO PrzekładzieYoung's Literal Translation (1898) by Robert Young who also compiled Young's Analytical Concordance.
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3:1

After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.
3:2

And Job answereth and saith: --
3:3

Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: `A man-child hath been conceived.`
3:4

That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God require it from above, Nor let light shine upon it.
3:5

Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
3:6

That night -- let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number of months let it not come.
3:7

Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
3:8

Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
3:9

Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.
3:10

Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
3:11

Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
3:12

Wherefore have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
3:13

For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
3:14

With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.
3:15

Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.
3:16

(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
3:17

There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
3:18

Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
3:19

Small and great [are] there the same. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
3:20

Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
3:21

Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
3:22

Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
3:23

To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God doth shut up?
3:24

For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters [are] my roarings.
3:25

For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
3:26

I was not safe -- nor was I quiet -- Nor was I at rest -- and trouble cometh!