Job 10

1Ang aking kaluluwa ay nalulunos sa aking buhay; aking palalayain ang aking daing; ako'y magsasalita sa kapaitan ng aking kaluluwa. 2Sasabihin ko sa Dios: Huwag mo akong hatulan; ipakilala mo sa akin kung bakit nakikipagtalo ka sa akin. 3Mabuti ba sa iyo na ikaw ay mamighati, na iyong itakuwil ang gawa ng iyong mga kaaway, at iyong pasilangin ang payo ng masama? 4Ikaw ba'y may mga matang laman, o nakakakita ka bang gaya ng pagkakita ng tao? 5Ang iyo bang mga kaarawan ay gaya ng mga kaarawan ng tao, o ang iyong mga taon ay gaya ng mga kaarawan ng tao, 6Upang ikaw ay magsiyasat ng aking kasamaan, at magusisa ng aking kasalanan, 7Bagaman iyong nalalaman na ako'y hindi masama; at walang makapagliligtas sa iyong kamay? 8Ang iyong mga kamay ang siyang lumalang at nagbigay anyo sa akin sa buong palibot; gayon ma'y pinahihirapan mo ako. 9Iyong alalahanin, isinasamo ko sa iyo, na ako'y iyong binigyang anyo na gaya ng putik; at iuuwi mo ba ako uli sa pagkaalabok? 10Hindi mo ba ako ibinuhos na parang gatas, at binuo mo akong parang keso? 11Ako'y binihisan mo ng balat at laman, at sinugpong mo ako ng mga buto at mga litid. 12Ako'y pinagkalooban mo ng buhay at kagandahang-loob, at pinamalagi ang aking diwa ng iyong pagdalaw. 13Gayon ma'y ang mga bagay na ito ay iyong ikinubli sa iyong puso; talastas ko na ito'y sa iyo: 14Kung ako'y magkasala, iyo nga akong tinatandaan, at hindi mo ako patatawarin sa aking kasamaan. 15Kung ako'y maging masama, sa aba ko; at kung ako'y maging matuwid, hindi ko man itataas ang aking ulo; yamang puspos ng kakutyaan, at ng pagmamasid niring kadalamhatian. 16At kung ang aking ulo ay mataas, iyong hinuhuli akong parang leon: at napakikita ka uling kagilagilalas sa akin. 17Iyong binabago ang iyong mga pagsaksi laban sa akin, at dinaragdagan mo ang iyong galit sa akin; paninibago at pakikipagbaka ang sumasaakin. 18Bakit mo nga ako inilabas mula sa bahay-bata? Napatid sana ang aking hininga, at wala nang matang nakakita pa sa akin. 19Ako sana'y naging parang hindi nabuhay; nadala sana ako mula sa bahay-bata hanggang sa libingan, 20Hindi ba kaunti ang aking mga araw? paglikatin mo nga, at ako'y iyong bayaan, upang ako'y maginhawahan ng kaunti, 21Bago ako manaw doon na hindi ako babalik, sa lupain ng kadiliman at ng lilim ng kamatayan; 22Ang lupain na dilim, na gaya ng salimuot na kadiliman; lupain ng lilim ng kamatayan, na walang anomang ayos, at doon sa ang liwanag ay gaya ng salimuot na kadiliman.

1“My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. 2I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me. 3Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked? 4Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees? 5Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years, 6that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin? 7Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand. 8“‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me. 9Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again? 10Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese? 11You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews. 12You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit. 13Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you: 14if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity. 15If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction. 16If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me. 17You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me. 18“‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me. 19I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave. 20Aren’t my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort, 21before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death; 22the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”

1Mijn ziel is verdrietig over mijn leven; ik zal mijn klacht op mij laten; ik zal spreken in bitterheid mijner ziel. 2Ik zal tot God zeggen: Verdoem mij niet; doe mij weten, waarover Gij met mij twist. 3Is het U goed, dat Gij verdrukt, dat Gij verwerpt den arbeid Uwer handen, en over den raad der goddelozen schijnsel geeft? 4Hebt Gij vleselijke ogen, ziet Gij, gelijk een mens ziet? 5Zijn Uw dagen als de dagen van een mens? Zijn Uw jaren als de dagen eens mans? 6Dat Gij onderzoekt naar mijn ongerechtigheid, en naar mijn zonde verneemt? 7Het is Uw wetenschap, dat ik niet goddeloos ben; nochtans is er niemand, die uit Uw hand verlosse. 8Uw handen doen mij smart aan, hoewel zij mij gemaakt hebben, te zamen rondom mij zijn zij, en Gij verslindt mij. 9Gedenk toch, dat Gij mij als leem bereid hebt, en mij tot stof zult doen wederkeren. 10Hebt Gij mij niet als melk gegoten, en mij als een kaas doen runnen? 11Met vel en vlees hebt Gij mij bekleed; met beenderen ook en zenuwen hebt Gij mij samengevlochten; 12Benevens het leven hebt Gij weldadigheid aan mij gedaan, en Uw opzicht heeft mijn geest bewaard. 13Maar deze dingen hebt Gij verborgen in Uw hart; ik weet, dat dit bij U geweest is. 14Indien ik zondig, zo zult Gij mij waarnemen, en van mijn misdaad zult Gij mij niet onschuldig houden. 15Zo ik goddeloos ben, wee mij! En ben ik rechtvaardig, ik zal mijn hoofd niet opheffen; ik ben zat van schande, maar aanzie mijn ellende. 16Want zij verheft zich; gelijk een felle leeuw jaagt Gij mij; Gij keert weder en stelt U wonderlijk tegen mij. 17Gij vernieuwt Uw getuigen tegenover mij, en vermenigvuldigt Uw toorn tegen mij; verwisselingen, ja, een heirleger, zijn tegen mij. 18En waarom hebt Gij mij uit de baarmoeder voortgebracht? Och, dat ik den geest gegeven had, en geen oog mij gezien had! 19Ik zou zijn, alsof ik niet geweest ware; van moeders buik zou ik tot het graf gebracht zijn geweest. 20Zijn mijn dagen niet weinig? Houd op, zet van mij af, dat ik mij een weinig verkwikke; 21Eer ik henenga (en niet wederkom) in een land der duisternis en der schaduwe des doods; 22Een stikdonker land, als de duisternis zelve, de schaduwe des doods, en zonder ordeningen, en het geeft schijnsel als de duisternis.