Job 24

1Bakit ang mga kapanahunan ay hindi itinakda ng Makapangyarihan sa lahat? At bakit hindi nangakakakita ng kaniyang mga araw ang nangakakakilala sa kaniya? 2May nagsisipagbago ng lindero; kanilang dinadalang may karahasan ang mga kawan, at pinasasabsab. 3Kanilang itinataboy ang asno ng ulila, kanilang kinukuha ang baka ng babaing bao na pinakasangla. 4Kanilang inililigaw sa daan ang mapagkailangan: ang mga dukha sa lupa ay nagsisikubling magkakasama. 5Narito, gaya ng mga mabangis na asno sa ilang, sila'y nagsisilabas sa kanilang gawa, na nagsisihanap na masikap ng pagkain; ang ilang ay siyang nagbibigay sa kanila ng pagkaing ukol sa kanilang mga anak. 6Kanilang pinitas sa bukid ang kanilang pagkain; at kanilang pinamumulutan ang ubasan ng masama. 7Sila'y hubad na nangahihiga buong gabi na walang suot. At walang kumot sa ginaw. 8Sila'y basa ng ulan sa mga bundok, at niyayakap ang bato sa pagkakailangan ng kulungan. 9May nagsisiagaw ng ulila mula sa suso, at nagsisikuha ng sangla ng dukha: 10Na anopa't sila'y yumayaong hubad na walang damit, at palibhasa'y gutom ay kanilang dinadala ang mga bigkis; 11Sila'y nagsisigawa ng langis sa loob ng olibohan ng mga taong ito; sila'y nagpipisa sa kanilang pisaan ng ubas, at nagtitiis ng uhaw. 12Mula sa makapal na bayan ay nagsisidaing ang mga tao, at ang kaluluwa ng may sugat ay humihiyaw; gayon ma'y hindi inaaring mangmang ng Dios. 13Ito'y sa mga nangaghihimagsik laban sa liwanag; Hindi nila nalalaman ang mga daan niyaon, ni tumatahan man sa mga landas niyaon. 14Ang mamamatay tao ay bumabangon pagliliwanag, pinapatay niya ang dukha at mapagkailangan; at sa gabi ay gaya siya ng magnanakaw. 15Ang mata naman ng mapangalunya ay naghihintay ng pagtatakip-silim, na sinasabi, Walang matang makakakita sa akin: at nagiiba ng kaniyang mukha. 16Sa kadiliman ay nagsisihukay sila sa mga bahay: sila'y nagkukulong sa sarili kung araw; hindi nila nalalaman ang liwanag, 17Sapagka't ang umaga sa kanilang lahat ay parang salimuot na kadiliman, sapagka't kanilang nalalaman ang mga kakilabutan ng salimot na kadiliman. 18Siya'y matulin sa ibabaw ng tubig; ang kanilang bahagi ay sinumpa sa lupa: siya'y hindi babalik sa daan ng mga ubasan. 19Katuyuan at kainitan ay tumutunaw ng mga niebeng tubig: gaya ng Sheol ng mga nagkakasala. 20Kalilimutan siya ng bahay-bata: siya'y kakaning maigi ng uod; siya'y hindi na maaalaala pa: at ang kalikuan ay babaliing parang punong kahoy. 21Kaniyang sinasakmal ang baog na hindi nanganganak; at hindi gumagawa ng mabuti sa babaing bao. 22Inaagawan naman ng Dios ang may kaya sa pamamagitan ng kaniyang kapangyarihan: siya'y bumabangon na walang katiwasayan sa buhay. 23Pinagkakalooban sila ng Dios na malagay sa katiwasayan, at sila'y nagpapahinga roon; at ang kaniyang mga mata ay nasa kanilang mga lakad. 24Sila'y nangataas, gayon ma'y isang sandali pa, at sila'y wala na. Oo, sila'y nangababa, sila'y nangaalis sa daan na gaya ng lahat ng mga iba, at nangaputol na gaya ng mga uhay. 25At kung hindi gayon ngayon, sinong magpapatotoo na ako'y sinungaling, at magwawala ng kabuluhan ng aking pananalita?

1“Why aren’t times laid up by the Almighty? Why don’t those who know him see his days? 2There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them. 3They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge. 4They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves. 5Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go out to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children. 6They cut their provender in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked. 7They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold. 8They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter. 9There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor, 10So that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves. 11They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst. 12From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly. 13“These are of those who rebel against the light. They don’t know its ways, nor stay in its paths. 14The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief. 15The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye shall see me.’ He disguises his face. 16In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don’t know the light. 17For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness. 18“They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They don’t turn into the way of the vineyards. 19Drought and heat consume the snow waters, so does Sheol those who have sinned. 20The womb shall forget him. The worm shall feed sweetly on him. He shall be no more remembered. Unrighteousness shall be broken as a tree. 21He devours the barren who don’t bear. He shows no kindness to the widow. 22Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life. 23God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways. 24They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain. 25If it isn’t so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”

1Waarom zouden van den Almachtige de tijden niet verborgen zijn, dewijl zij, die Hem kennen, Zijn dagen niet zien? 2Zij tasten de landpalen aan; de kudden roven zij, en weiden ze. 3Den ezel der wezen drijven zij weg; den os ener weduwe nemen zij te pand. 4Zij doen de nooddruftigen wijken van den weg; te zamen versteken zich de ellendigen des lands. 5Ziet, zij zijn woudezels in de woestijn; zij gaan uit tot hun werk, makende zich vroeg op ten roof; het vlakke veld is hem tot spijs, en den jongeren. 6Op het veld maaien zij zijn voeder, en den wijnberg des goddelozen lezen zij af. 7Den naakten laten zij vernachten zonder kleding, die geen deksel heeft tegen de koude. 8Van den stroom der bergen worden zij nat, en zonder toevlucht zijnde, omhelzen zij de steenrotsen. 9Zij rukken het weesje van de borst, en dat over den arme is, nemen zij te pand. 10Den naakte doen zij weggaan zonder kleed, en hongerig, die garven dragen. 11Tussen hun muren persen zij olie uit, treden de wijnpersen, en zijn dorstig. 12Uit de stad zuchten de lieden, en de ziel der verwonden schreeuwt uit; nochtans beschikt God niets ongerijmds. 13Zij zijn onder de wederstrevers des lichts; zij kennen Zijn wegen niet, en zij blijven niet op Zijn paden. 14Met het licht staat de moorder op, doodt den arme en den nooddruftige; en des nachts is hij als een dief. 15Ook neemt het oog des overspelers de schemering waar, zeggende: Geen oog zal mij zien; en hij legt een deksel op het aangezicht. 16In de duisternis doorgraaft hij de huizen, die zij zich des daags afgetekend hadden; zij kennen het licht niet. 17Want de morgenstond is hun te zamen de schaduw des doods; als men hen kent, zijn zij in de strikken van des doods schaduw. 18Hij is licht op het vlakke der wateren; vervloekt is hun deel op de aarde; hij wendt zich niet tot den weg der wijngaarden. 19De droogte mitsgaders de hitte nemen de sneeuwwateren weg; alzo het graf dergenen, die gezondigd hebben. 20De baarmoeder vergeet hem, het gewormte is hem zoet, zijns wordt niet meer gedacht; en het onrecht wordt gebroken als een hout. 21De onvruchtbare, die niet baart, teert hij af, en aan de weduwe doet hij niets goeds. 22Ook trekt hij de machtigen door zijn kracht; staat hij op, zo is men des levens niet zeker. 23Stelt hem God in gerustigheid, zo steunt hij daarop; nochtans zijn Zijn ogen op hun wegen. 24Zij zijn een weinig tijds verheven, daarna is er niemand van hen; zij worden nedergedrukt; gelijk alle anderen worden zij besloten; en gelijk de top ener aar worden zij afgesneden. 25Indien het nu zo niet is, wie zal mij leugenachtig maken, en mijn rede tot niet brengen?