Job, 16
1. Job tomó la palabra y dijo:
1. Then Job answered:
2. ¡He oído muchas cosas como ésas! ¡Consoladores funestos sois todos vosotros!
2. "I have heard many such things; miserable comforters are you all.
3. «¿No acabarán esas palabras de aire?» O: «¿qué es lo que te pica para responder?»
3. Shall windy words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?
4. También yo podría hablar como vosotros, si estuvierais en mi lugar; contra vosotros ordenaría discursos, meneando por vosotros mi cabeza;
4. I also could speak as you do, if you were in my place; I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
5. os confortaría con mi boca, y no dejaría de mover los labios.
5. I could strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips would assuage your pain.
6. Mas si hablo, no cede mi dolor, y si callo, ¿acaso me perdona?
6. "If I speak, my pain is not assuaged, and if I forbear, how much of it leaves me?
7. Ahora me tiene ya extenuado; tú has llenado de horror a toda la reunión
7. Surely now God has worn me out; he has made desolate all my company.
8. que me acorrala; mi calumniador se ha hecho mi testigo, se alza contra mí, a la cara me acusa;
8. And he has shriveled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness has risen up against me, it testifies to my face.
9. su furia me desgarra y me persigue, rechinando sus dientes contra mí. Mis adversarios aguzan sobre mí sus ojos,
9. He has torn me in his wrath, and hated me; he has gnashed his teeth at me; my adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
10. abren su boca contra mí. Ultrajándome hieren mis mejillas, a una se amotinan contra mí.
10. Men have gaped at me with their mouth, they have struck me insolently upon the cheek, they mass themselves together against me.
11. A injustos Dios me entrega, me arroja en manos de malvados.
11. God gives me up to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
12. Estaba yo tranquilo cuando él me golpeó, me agarró por la nuca para despedazarme. Me ha hecho blanco suyo:
12. I was at ease, and he broke me asunder; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces; he set me up as his target,
13. me cerca con sus tiros, traspasa mis entrañas sin piedad y derrama por tierra mi hiel.
13. his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
14. Abre en mí brecha sobre brecha, irrumpe contra mí como un guerrero.
14. He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior.
15. Yo he cosido un sayal sobre mi piel, he hundido mi frente en el polvo.
15. I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my strength in the dust.
16. Mi rostro ha enrojecido por el llanto, la sombra mis párpados recubre.
16. My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is deep darkness;
17. Y eso que no hay en mis manos violencia, y mi oración es pura.
17. although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
18. ¡Tierra, no cubras tú mi sangre, y no quede en secreto mi clamor!
18. "O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry find no resting place.
19. Ahora todavía está en los cielos mi testigo, allá en lo alto está mi defensor,
19. Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he that vouches for me is on high.
20. que interpreta ante Dios mis pensamientos; ante él fluyen mis ojos:
20. My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God,
21. ¡Oh, si él juzgara entre un hombre y Dios, como entre un mortal y otro mortal!
21. that he would maintain the right of a man with God, like that of a man with his neighbor.
22. Pues mis años futuros son contados, y voy a emprender el camino sin retorno.
22. For when a few years have come I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
