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A covenant, I solemnised for mine eyes, —How then could I gaze upon a virgin?
Or what would have been my portion of GOD from above? Or what inheritance of the Almighty from on high?
Is there not calamity, for the perverse? and misfortune, for the workers of iniquity?
Would, he, not see my ways? and of all my steps, take account?
Verily I walked not in falsity, nor did my foot haste unto deceit: —
Let him weigh me in balances of righteousness, —and let GOD take note of mine integrity!
7 ೭ ನನ್ನ ನಡತೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ದಾರಿತಪ್ಪಿದ್ದರೆ, ನನ್ನ ಹೃದಯವು ಕಂಡಕಂಡದ್ದನ್ನು ಹಿಂಬಾಲಿಸಿದ್ದರೆ, ನನ್ನ ಕೈಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಕಲ್ಮಷವು ಅಂಟಿಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದರೆ,
If my goings have swerved from the way, —and, after mine eyes, hath gone my heart, and, to my hands, hath adhered any stain,
Let me sow but, another, eat. And let, what I have springing up, be uprooted!
If my heart hath been enticed unto a woman, or, by the door of my neighbour, I have lien in wait,
Let my wife, grind to another, and, over her, let others bend!
Surely that had been a shameful thing! and that an iniquity for the judges!
Surely, a fire, had that been, which, unto destruction, would have consumed, and, of all mine increase, had it torn up the root.
13 ೧೩ ಒಂದು ವೇಳೆ ನನಗೂ, ನನ್ನ ದಾಸನಿಗೂ, ಇಲ್ಲವೆ ದಾಸಿಗೂ ವ್ಯಾಜ್ಯವಾದಾಗ, ನಾನು ಅವರ ನ್ಯಾಯವನ್ನು ಅಲಕ್ಷ್ಯಮಾಡಿದ್ದರೆ
If I refused the right of my servant, or my handmaid, when they contended with me,
What then could I have done when GOD rose up? And, when he visited, what could I have answered him?
15 ೧೫ ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಗರ್ಭದಲ್ಲಿ ನಿರ್ಮಿಸಿದಾತನೇ ಅವನನ್ನೂ ನಿರ್ಮಿಸಲಿಲ್ಲವೋ? ಆತನೊಬ್ಬನೇ ನಮ್ಮಿಬ್ಬರನ್ನೂ ಗರ್ಭದಲ್ಲಿ ರೂಪಿಸಿದನಲ್ಲವೇ.
Did not he who, in the womb, made me, make him? And is not he who formed us in the body one?
If I withheld—from pleasure—the poor, or, the eyes of the widow, I dimmed;
Or, used to eat my morsel alone, so that the fatherless did not eat thereof;
18 ೧೮ ಹಾಗಲ್ಲ, ನಾನು ಬಾಲ್ಯದಿಂದಲೂ ತಂದೆಯ ರೀತಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಅನಾಥನನ್ನು ಸಾಕುತ್ತಾ, ನಾನು ಹುಟ್ಟಿದಂದಿನಿಂದಲು ಅನಾಥಳಿಗೆ ದಾರಿತೋರಿಸುತ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದೇನಷ್ಟೆ.
Surely, from my youth, he grew up to me, as to a father, and, from my birth, I acted as guide to her:
If I saw one perishing for lack of clothing, or that the needy had no covering;
If his loins did not bless me, or if, with the fleece of my lambs, he did not warm himself;
If I shook—against the fatherless—my hand, when I saw, in the gate, his need of my help,
Let, my shoulder, from the shoulder-blade, fall, and, my arm, from the upper bone, be broken;
23 ೨೩ ದೇವರಿಂದ ಬರುವ ವಿಪತ್ತಿಗೆ ಹೆದರಿಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದೆನಷ್ಟೆ, ಆತನ ಪ್ರಭಾವದ ದೆಸೆಯಿಂದ ನಾನು ಇಂಥ ಕೃತ್ಯವನ್ನು ಮಾಡುವುದಕ್ಕಾಗಲಿಲ್ಲ.
For, a dread unto me, was calamity from GOD, and, from his majesty, I could not escape.
If I made gold my stay, and, to precious metal, said, My confidence!
If I rejoiced because great was my substance, and, an abundance, my hand had discovered;
If I looked at the sun, when it flashed forth light, or at the moon, majestically marching along;
And befooled secretly was my heart, so that my hand kissed my mouth,
That too, had been a judicial iniquity, For I should have been false to GOD, above.
If rejoiced in the misfortune of him that hated me, or exulted when calamity found him; —
30 ೩೦ ಇಲ್ಲವೇ ಇಲ್ಲ, ನನ್ನ ಬಾಯಿ ಅವನನ್ನು ಶಪಿಸಿ ಅವನ ಪ್ರಾಣ ಹೋಗಲಿ ಎಂದು ಬೇಡಿಕೊಂಡು ಪಾಪವಶವಾಗುವುದಕ್ಕೆ ನಾನು ಒಪ್ಪಲೇ ಇಲ್ಲ.
Neither did I suffer my palate to sin, by asking, with a curse, for his life:
31 ೩೧ ನನ್ನ ಗುಡಾರದ ಆಳುಗಳು, ‘ನಮ್ಮ ಯಜಮಾನ ಬಡಿಸಿದ ಮಾಂಸದಿಂದ ತೃಪ್ತರಾಗದವರು ಎಲ್ಲಿಯೂ ಸಿಕ್ಕಲಾರರು’ ಎಂದು ಹೇಳಿಕೊಳ್ಳುತ್ತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲವೋ?
If the men of my household have not said, Oh for some of his flesh—we cannot get filled,
Outside, the sojourner lodged not for the night, My doors—to the wayfarer, I threw open.
If I covered, like Adam, my transgressions, by hiding in my bosom mine iniquity,
34 ೩೪ ನಾನು ಬಾಗಿಲು ದಾಟದೆ ಮೌನವಾಗಿದ್ದು, ಸಾಮಾನ್ಯ ಜನರ ಹಾಗೆ ನನ್ನ ದ್ರೋಹಗಳನ್ನು ಮರೆಮಾಡಿ, ಎದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನ ಪಾಪವನ್ನು ಬಚ್ಚಿಟ್ಟುಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದರೆ,
Then let me be made to tremble at a great throng, yea let, the contempt of families, terrify me, so that, keeping silence, I shall not go out of the door!
35 ೩೫ ಅಯ್ಯೋ, ನನ್ನ ಕಡೆಗೆ ಕಿವಿಗೊಡತಕ್ಕವನು ಇದ್ದರೆ ಎಷ್ಟೋ ಲೇಸು! ಇದೇ ನನ್ನ ಕೈಗುರುತು ನೋಡಿರಿ, ಸರ್ವಶಕ್ತನಾದ ದೇವರು ನನಗೆ ಉತ್ತರಕೊಡಲಿ! ನನ್ನ ವಿರೋಧಿಯು ಬರೆದುಕೊಂಡ ಅಪಾದನೆಯ ಪತ್ರವು ನನಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದರೆ ಎಷ್ಟೋ ಸಂತೋಷ!
Oh that I had one to hear me, Lo! my crossmark, May, the Almighty, answer me! And would that, a book, mine opponent had written!
Oh! would I not, upon my shoulder, lift it, or bind it as a crown upon me;
37 ೩೭ ಪ್ರಭುವಿನಂತೆ ಆತನ ಸಾನ್ನಿಧ್ಯದಲ್ಲಿ ಪ್ರವೇಶಿಸಿ ನನ್ನ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆಗಳ ಲೆಕ್ಕವನ್ನು, ಆತನಿಗೆ ಅರಿಕೆಮಾಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆನು.
The number of my footsteps, I would declare to him, Like a noble, would I draw near to him.
If, against me, my ground used to cry out, and, together, my ridges did weep;
If, the strength thereof, I used to eat, without payment, and, the soul of the holders thereof, I made groan;
40 ೪೦ ಗೋದಿಗೆ ಬದಲಾಗಿ ಮುಳ್ಳುಗಳೂ, ಜವೆಗೋದಿಗೆ ಪ್ರತಿಯಾಗಿ ಕೆಟ್ಟ ಕಳೆಗಳೂ ಬೆಳೆಯಲಿ.” ಎಂದನು. ಹೀಗೆ ಯೋಬನ ಮಾತುಗಳು ಮುಗಿದವು.
Instead of wheat, let there come forth bramble, and, instead of barley, a bad-smelling weed! Ended are the words of Job.
