Job 17
1 Spiritus meus attenuabitur, dies mei breviabuntur, et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
My spirit will be wasted, my days will be shortened, and only the grave will be left for me.
2 Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
I have not sinned, yet my eye remains in bitterness.
3 Libera me Dominue, et pone me iuxta te, et cuiusvis manus pugnet contra me.
Free me, O Lord, and set me beside you, and let the hand of anyone you wish fight against me.
4 Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina, propterea non exaltabuntur.
You have set their heart far from discipline; therefore, they will not be praised.
5 Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum eius deficient.
He promises prey to his companions, but the eyes of his sons will grow faint.
6 Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
He has posted me like a proverb to the people, and I am an example in their presence.
7 Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
My eyesight has been clouded by indignation, and my limbs have been reduced, as if to nothing.
8 Stupebunt iusti super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
The just will be astounded over this, and the innocent will be stirred up against the hypocrite.
9 Et tenebit iustus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
And the just will cling to his way, and clean hands will increase strength.
10 Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
Therefore, be converted, all of you, and approach, for I do not find in you any wisdom.
11 Dies mei transierunt, cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum:
My days have passed away; my thoughts have been scattered, tormenting my heart.
12 Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
They have turned night into day, and I hope for light again after the darkness.
If I should wait, the underworld is my house, and in darkness I have spread out my bed. (Sheol h7585)
14 Putredini dixi: Pater meus es, mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
I have said to decay and to worms: “You are my father, my mother, and my sister.”
15 Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea, et patientiam meam quis considerat?
Therefore, where is my expectation now, and who is it that considers my patience?
