Job 7

1Is not the life of a man on earth an ordeal? Is not his life also like the life of a hired man working by the day,

πότερον οὐχὶ πειρατήριόν ἐστιν ὁ βίος ἀνθρώπου ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς καὶ ὥσπερ μισθίου αὐθημερινοῦ ἡ ζωὴ αὐτοῦ

2Or like a servant who fears his master, Or like one who grasps for a shadow, Or like a hired man who eagerly looks for his wages?

ἢ ὥσπερ θεράπων δεδοικὼς τὸν κύριον αὐτοῦ καὶ τετευχὼς σκιᾶς ἢ ὥσπερ μισθωτὸς ἀναμένων τὸν μισθὸν αὐτοῦ

3So I have been enduring months of futility, And agonizing nights have been appointed for me.

οὕτως κἀγὼ ὑπέμεινα μῆνας κενούς νύκτες δὲ ὀδυνῶν δεδομέναι μοί εἰσιν

4When I lie down, I say, 'When will it be day?' When I arise, I say, 'When will it be evening?' I am full of pains from evening to morning.

ἐὰν κοιμηθῶ λέγω πότε ἡμέρα ὡς δ᾿ ἂν ἀναστῶ πάλιν πότε ἑσπέρα πλήρης δὲ γίνομαι ὀδυνῶν ἀπὸ ἑσπέρας ἕως πρωί

5My body is covered with loathsome worms, And I am wasting away As I scrape off clods of dust from my eruption.

φύρεται δέ μου τὸ σῶμα ἐν σαπρίᾳ σκωλήκων τήκω δὲ βώλακας γῆς ἀπὸ ἰχῶρος ξύων

6'My life is lighter than speech And perishes with an empty hope.

ὁ δὲ βίος μού ἐστιν ἐλαφρότερος λαλιᾶς ἀπόλωλεν δὲ ἐν κενῇ ἐλπίδι

7Remember then, my life is a breath, And my eye will no longer return to see good.

μνήσθητι οὖν ὅτι πνεῦμά μου ἡ ζωὴ καὶ οὐκέτι ἐπανελεύσεται ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἰδεῖν ἀγαθόν

8The eye of him who sees me will not see me again; Your eyes are on me, I am no more.

οὐ περιβλέψεταί με ὀφθαλμὸς ὁρῶντός με οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ἐν ἐμοί καὶ οὐκέτι εἰμὶ

9I am like the cloud that cleared away from the sky, For if a man goes down to Hades, he shall not come up again.

ὥσπερ νέφος ἀποκαθαρθὲν ἀπ᾿ οὐρανοῦ ἐὰν γὰρ ἄνθρωπος καταβῇ εἰς ᾅδην οὐκέτι μὴ ἀναβῇ

10He shall not return to his own house, Nor shall his place know him any more.

οὐδ᾿ οὐ μὴ ἐπιστρέψῃ ἔτι εἰς τὸν ἴδιον οἶκον οὐδὲ μὴ ἐπιγνῷ αὐτὸν ἔτι ὁ τόπος αὐτοῦ

11'Now then, neither will I restrain my mouth. I will speak by necessity, Because I will disclose the bitterness of my soul When I am oppressed.

ἀτὰρ οὖν οὐδὲ ἐγὼ φείσομαι τῷ στόματί μου λαλήσω ἐν ἀνάγκῃ ὤν ἀνοίξω πικρίαν ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος

12Am I a sea, or a serpent, That You set a guard over me?

πότερον θάλασσά εἰμι ἢ δράκων ὅτι κατέταξας ἐπ᾿ ἐμὲ φυλακήν

13I said, 'My bed will comfort me, And on my couch I will counsel privately with myself.'

εἶπα ὅτι παρακαλέσει με ἡ κλίνη μου ἀνοίσω δὲ πρὸς ἐμαυτὸν ἰδίᾳ λόγον τῇ κοίτῃ μου

14You scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions.

ἐκφοβεῖς με ἐνυπνίοις καὶ ἐν ὁράμασίν με καταπλήσσεις

15You will separate life from my spirit, Yet keep my bones from death.

ἀπαλλάξεις ἀπὸ πνεύματός μου τὴν ψυχήν μου ἀπὸ δὲ θανάτου τὰ ὀστᾶ μου

16For I will not live forever, that I should patiently endure. Let me alone, for my life is vain.

οὐ γὰρ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ζήσομαι ἵνα μακροθυμήσω ἀπόστα ἀπ᾿ ἐμοῦ κενὸς γάρ μου ὁ βίος

17'What is man, that You should exalt him, Or that You should set Your heart on him,

τί γάρ ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος ὅτι ἐμεγάλυνας αὐτὸν ἢ ὅτι προσέχεις τὸν νοῦν εἰς αὐτὸν

18Or that You should visit him every morning And judge him till the time of rest?

ἢ ἐπισκοπὴν αὐτοῦ ποιήσῃ ἕως τὸ πρωὶ καὶ εἰς ἀνάπαυσιν αὐτὸν κρινεῖς

19How long will You neither let me alone, Nor let me go until I swallow my saliva in grief?

ἕως τίνος οὐκ ἐᾷς με οὐδὲ προΐῃ με ἕως ἂν καταπίω τὸν πτύελόν μου ἐν ὀδύνῃ

20If I have sinned, what can I do to You, O You who understand the heart of men? Why have You set me as Your accuser? Why am I a burden to You?

εἰ ἐγὼ ἥμαρτον τί δύναμαί σοι πρᾶξαι ὁ ἐπιστάμενος τὸν νοῦν τῶν ἀνθρώπων διὰ τί ἔθου με κατεντευκτήν σου εἰμὶ δὲ ἐπὶ σοὶ φορτίον

21Why then have You not forgotten my lawlessness And purged my sin? But now I will depart into the earth,

καὶ διὰ τί οὐκ ἐποιήσω τῆς ἀνομίας μου λήθην καὶ καθαρισμὸν τῆς ἁμαρτίας μου νυνὶ δὲ εἰς γῆν ἀπελεύσομαι ὀρθρίζων δὲ οὐκέτι εἰμί