1 E prosseguiu Jó no seu discurso, dizendo:
2 Ah! quem me dera ser como eu fui nos meses passados, como nos dias em que Deus me guardava!
3 Quando fazia resplandecer a sua lâmpada sobre a minha cabeça e quando eu pela sua luz caminhava pelas trevas.
4 Como fui nos dias da minha mocidade, quando o segredo de Deus estava sobre a minha tenda;
5 Quando o Todo-Poderoso ainda estava comigo, e os meus filhos em redor de mim.
6 Quando lavava os meus passos na manteiga, e da rocha me corriam ribeiros de azeite;
7 Quando eu saía para a porta da cidade, e na rua fazia preparar a minha cadeira,
8 Os moços me viam, e se escondiam, e até os idosos se levantavam e se punham em pé;
9 Os príncipes continham as suas palavras, e punham a mão sobre a sua boca;
10 A voz dos nobres se calava, e a sua língua apegava-se ao seu paladar.
11 Ouvindo-me algum ouvido, me tinha por bem-aventurado; vendo-me algum olho, dava testemunho de mim;
12 Porque eu livrava o miserável, que clamava, como também o órfão que não tinha quem o socorresse.
13 A bênção do que ia perecendo vinha sobre mim, e eu fazia que rejubilasse o coração da viúva.
14 Vestia-me da justiça, e ela me servia de vestimenta; como manto e diadema era a minha justiça.
15 Eu me fazia de olhos para o cego, e de pés para o coxo.
16 Dos necessitados era pai, e as causas de que eu não tinha conhecimento inquiria com diligência.
17 E quebrava os queixos do perverso, e dos seus dentes tirava a presa.
18 E dizia: No meu ninho expirarei, e multiplicarei os meus dias como a areia.
19 A minha raiz se estendia junto às águas, e o orvalho permanecia sobre os meus ramos;
20 A minha honra se renovava em mim, e o meu arco se reforçava na minha mão.
21 Ouviam-me e esperavam, e em silêncio atendiam ao meu conselho.
22 Havendo eu falado, não replicavam, e minhas razões destilavam sobre eles;
23 Porque me esperavam, como à chuva; e abriam a sua boca, como à chuva tardia.
24 Se eu ria para eles, não o criam, e a luz do meu rosto não faziam abater;
25 Eu escolhia o seu caminho, assentava-me como chefe, e habitava como rei entre as suas tropas; como aquele que consola os que pranteiam.
1 And Job again took up the word and said,
2 If only I might again be as I was in the months which are past, in the days when God was watching over me!
3 When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
4 As I was in my flowering years, when my tent was covered by the hand of God;
5 While the Ruler of all was still with me, and my children were round me;
6 When my steps were washed with milk, and rivers of oil were flowing out of the rock for me.
7 When I went out of my door to go up to the town, and took my seat in the public place,
8 The young men saw me, and went away, and the old men got up from their seats;
9 The rulers kept quiet, and put their hands on their mouths;
10 The chiefs kept back their words, and their tongues were joined to the roofs of their mouths.
11 For when it came to their ears, men said that I was truly happy; and when their eyes saw, they gave witness to me;
12 For I was a saviour to the poor when he was crying for help, to the child with no father, and to him who had no supporter.
13 The blessing of him who was near to destruction came on me, and I put a song of joy into the widow's heart.
14 I put on righteousness as my clothing, and was full of it; right decisions were to me a robe and a head-dress.
15 I was eyes to the blind, and feet to him who had no power of walking.
16 I was a father to the poor, searching out the cause of him who was strange to me.
17 By me the great teeth of the evil-doer were broken, and I made him give up what he had violently taken away.
18 Then I said, I will come to my end with my children round me, my days will be as the sand in number;
19 My root will be open to the waters, and the night mist will be on my branches,
20 My glory will be ever new, and my bow will be readily bent in my hand.
21 Men gave ear to me, waiting and keeping quiet for my suggestions.
22 After I had said what was in my mind, they were quiet and let my words go deep into their hearts;
23 They were waiting for me as for the rain, opening their mouths wide as for the spring rains.
24 I was laughing at them when they had no hope, and the light of my face was never clouded by their fear.
25 I took my place as a chief, guiding them on their way, and I was as a king among his army. ...