Ījaba 7
1 Vai cilvēkam nav karš virs zemes, un vai viņa dienas nav kā algādža dienas?
Is there not a limited time of service to a mortal upon the earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired laborer?
2 Tā kā kalps ilgojās pēc ēnas un kā algādzis gaida uz savu algu,
As a servant eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hired laborer hopeth for his reward:
3 Tāpat man nākuši daudz bēdīgi mēneši, un grūtas naktis man ir piešķirtas.
So was I compelled to possess months of vanity, and nights of trouble were counted out unto me.
4 Kad apguļos, tad es saku: kad atkal celšos? un vakars vilcinājās, un es apnīkstu mētāties gultā līdz gaismai.
When I He down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am wearied with tossings about till the dawn of day.
5 Mana miesa ir apsegta ar tārpiem un vātīm, mana āda sadzīst un čūlo atkal.
My flesh is covered with worms and clods of dust: my skin is burst open, and become loathsome.
6 Manas dienas ir ātrākas nekā vēvera (audēja) spole un beidzās bez nekādas cerības.
My days hasten away more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end in the absence of hope.
7 Piemini, ka mana dzīvība ir vējš un mana acs labuma vairs neredzēs.
Oh remember that nothing but a breath is my life; that my eye will not again see happiness;
8 Acs, kas nu mani redz, manis vairs neredzēs. Tavas acis uz mani skatās, un es vairs neesmu.
The eye of him that seeth me now will not behold me again: [thou fixest] thy eyes upon me, and I am no more.
As the cloud vanisheth and passeth away: so will he that goeth down to the nether world not come up again. (Sheol h7585)
10 Viņš neatgriezīsies atkal savā namā, un viņa vieta viņu vairs nepazīs.
He will return no more to his house, and his place will not recognize him any more.
11 Tā tad es savu muti neturēšu, es runāšu savās sirds bēdās, es žēlošos savā sirdsrūgtumā.
Therefore will I also not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit: I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Vai tad es esmu kā jūra, vai kā liela jūras zivs, ka tu ap mani noliec vakti?
Am I a sea, or a monster, that thou settest a watch over me?
13 Kad es saku: mana gulta man iepriecinās, manas cisas atvieglinās manas vaimanas,
For should I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall help me bear my complaint:
14 Tad Tu mani izbiedē ar sapņiem, un caur parādīšanām Tu mani iztrūcini,
Then wouldst thou frighten me with dreams, and with visions wouldst thou terrify me;
15 Tā ka mana dvēsele vēlās būt nožņaugta, labāki mirt nekā tā izģinst.
So that my soul would choose strangling, death rather than these limbs of mine.
16 Es esmu apnicis, man netīk mūžam dzīvot; atstājies jel no manis, jo manas dienas ir kā nekas.
I loathe it; I cannot live for ever: let me alone; for my days are but nought.
17 Kas ir cilvēks, ka Tu viņu tik augsti turi un ka Tu viņu lieci vērā,
What is the mortal, that thou shouldst make him great? and that thou shouldst direct thy heart toward him?
18 Un viņu piemeklē ik rītu, viņu pārbaudi ik acumirkli,
And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, probe him every moment?
19 Ka Tu nemaz no manis neatstājies un mani nepameti, ne siekalas ierīt?
How long wilt thou not turn thy regard from me, nor let; me loose till I swallow down my spittle?
20 Ja esmu grēkojis, ko es Tev darīšu, Tu cilvēku sargs? Kāpēc Tu mani esi licis Sev par mērķi, ka es sev pašam palicis par nastu?
If I have sinned, what [injury] can I cause unto thee, O thou Guardian of men? why hast thou set me as an object for thee to strike at, so that I am become a burden to myself?
21 Un kāpēc Tu manus pārkāpumus nepiedod un neatņem manu noziegumu? Jo nu es apgulšos pīšļos, un kad Tu mani meklēsi, tad manis vairs nebūs.
And why wilt thou not forgive my transgression, and let my iniquity pass away? for soon must I lie down in the dust; and thou wilt seek for me, but I shall be no more.
