Job 29
1 Job again took up his parable, and said,
Još nastavi Jov besjedu svoju i reèe:
2 "Oh that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;
O da bih bio kao preðašnjih mjeseca, kao onijeh dana kad me Bog èuvaše,
3 when his lamp shone on my head, and by his light I walked through darkness,
Kad svijetljaše svijeæom svojom nad glavom mojom, i pri vidjelu njegovu hoðah po mraku,
4 as I was in the ripeness of my days, when the friendship of God was in my tent,
Kako bijah za mladosti svoje, kad tajna Božija bijaše u šatoru mom,
5 when Shaddai was yet with me, and my children were around me,
Kad još bijaše svemoguæi sa mnom, i djeca moja oko mene,
6 when my steps were washed with butter, and the rock poured out streams of oil for me,
Kad se trag moj oblivaše maslom, i stijena mi toèaše ulje potocima,
7 when I went forth to the city gate, when I prepared my seat in the street.
Kad izlažah na vrata kroz grad, i na ulici namještah sebi stolicu:
8 The young men saw me and hid themselves. The aged rose up and stood.
Mladiæi videæi me uklanjahu se, a starci ustajahu i stajahu,
9 The princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth.
Knezovi prestajahu govoriti i metahu ruku na usta svoja,
10 The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
Upravitelji ustezahu glas svoj i jezik im prianjaše za grlo.
11 For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it commended me:
Jer koje me uho èujaše, nazivaše me blaženijem; i koje me oko viðaše, svjedoèaše mi
12 Because I delivered the poor who cried, and the fatherless also, who had none to help him,
Da izbavljam siromaha koji vièe, i sirotu i koji nema nikoga da mu pomože;
13 the blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me, and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
Blagoslov onoga koji propadaše dolažaše na me, i udovici srce raspijevah;
14 I put on righteousness, and it clothed me. My justice was as a robe and a diadem.
U pravdu se oblaèih i ona mi bijaše odijelo, kao plašt i kao vijenac bijaše mi sud moj.
15 I was eyes to the blind, and feet to the lame.
Oko bijah slijepcu i noga hromu.
16 I was a father to the needy. The cause of him who I did not know, I searched out.
Otac bijah ubogima, i razbirah za raspru za koju ne znah.
17 I broke the jaws of the unrighteous, and plucked the prey out of his teeth.
I razbijah kutnjake nepravedniku, i iz zuba mu istrzah grabež.
18 Then I said, 'I shall die in my own house, I shall number my days as the sand.
Zato govorah: u svojem æu gnijezdu umrijeti, i biæe mi dana kao pijeska.
19 My root is spread out to the waters. The dew lies all night on my branch.
Korijen moj pružaše se kraj vode, rosa bivaše po svu noæ na mojim granama.
20 My glory is fresh in me. My bow is renewed in my hand.'
Slava moja pomlaðivaše se u mene, i luk moj u ruci mojoj ponavljaše se.
21 "Men listened to me, waited, and kept silence for my counsel.
Slušahu me i èekahu, i muèahu na moj svjet.
22 After my words they did not speak again. My speech fell on them.
Poslije mojih rijeèi niko ne pogovaraše, tako ih natapaše besjeda moja.
23 They waited for me as for the rain. Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.
Jer me èekahu kao dažd, i usta svoja otvorahu kao na pozni dažd.
24 I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They did not reject the light of my face.
Kad bih se nasmijao na njih, ne vjerovahu, i sjajnosti lica mojega ne razgonjahu.
25 I chose out their way, and sat as chief. I lived as a king in the army, as one who comforts the mourners.
Kad bih otišao k njima, sjedah u zaèelje, i bijah kao car u vojsci, kad tješi žalosne.
