1 Respondeu, porém, Jó:

2 Ouvi atentamente as minhas razões,

e já isso me será a vossa consolação.

3 Tolerai-me, e eu falarei;

e, havendo eu falado, podereis zombar.

4 Acaso, é do homem que eu me queixo?

Não tenho motivo de me impacientar?

5 Olhai para mim e pasmai;

e ponde a mão sobre a boca;

6 porque só de pensar nisso me perturbo,

e um calafrio se apodera de toda a minha carne.

7 Como é, pois, que vivem os perversos,

envelhecem e ainda se tornam mais poderosos?

8 Seus filhos se estabelecem na sua presença;

e os seus descendentes, ante seus olhos.

9 As suas casas têm paz, sem temor,

e a vara de Deus não os fustiga.

10 O seu touro gera e não falha,

suas novilhas têm a cria e não abortam.

11 Deixam correr suas crianças, como a um rebanho,

e seus filhos saltam de alegria;

12 cantam com tamboril e harpa

e alegram-se ao som da flauta.

13 Passam eles os seus dias em prosperidade

e em paz descem à sepultura.

14 E são estes os que disseram a Deus: Retira-te de nós!

Não desejamos conhecer os teus caminhos.

15 Que é o Todo-Poderoso, para que nós o sirvamos?

E que nos aproveitará que lhe façamos orações?

16 Vede, porém, que não provém deles a sua prosperidade;

longe de mim o conselho dos perversos!

17 Quantas vezes sucede que se apaga a lâmpada dos perversos?

Quantas vezes lhes sobrevém a destruição?

Quantas vezes Deus na sua ira lhes reparte dores?

18 Quantas vezes são como a palha diante do vento

e como a pragana arrebatada pelo remoinho?

19 Deus, dizeis vós, guarda a iniquidade do perverso para seus filhos.

Mas é a ele que deveria Deus dar o pago, para que o sinta.

20 Seus próprios olhos devem ver a sua ruína,

e ele, beber do furor do Todo-Poderoso.

21 Porque depois de morto, cortado já o número dos seus meses,

que interessa a ele a sua casa?

22 Acaso, alguém ensinará ciência a Deus,

a ele que julga os que estão nos céus?

23 Um morre em pleno vigor,

despreocupado e tranquilo,

24 com seus baldes cheios de leite

e fresca a medula dos seus ossos.

25 Outro, ao contrário, morre na amargura do seu coração,

não havendo provado do bem.

26 Juntamente jazem no pó,

onde os vermes os cobrem.

27 Vede que conheço os vossos pensamentos

e os injustos desígnios com que me tratais.

28 Porque direis: Onde está a casa do príncipe,

e onde, a tenda em que morava o perverso?

29 Porventura, não tendes interrogado os que viajam?

E não considerastes as suas declarações,

30 que o mau é poupado no dia da calamidade,

é socorrido no dia do furor?

31 Quem lhe lançará em rosto o seu proceder?

Quem lhe dará o pago do que faz?

32 Finalmente, é levado à sepultura,

e sobre o seu túmulo se faz vigilância.

33 Os torrões do vale lhe são leves,

todos os homens o seguem,

assim como não têm número os que foram adiante dele.

34 Como, pois, me consolais em vão?

Das vossas respostas só resta falsidade.

1 Then Job answered and said,

2 Hear diligently my speech;

And let this be your consolations.

3 Suffer me, and I also will speak;

And after that I have spoken, mock on.

4 As for me, is my complaint to man?

And why should I not be impatient?

5 Mark me, and be astonished,

And lay your hand upon your mouth.

6 Even when I remember I am troubled,

And horror taketh hold on my flesh.

7 Wherefore do the wicked live,

Become old, yea, wax mighty in power?

8 Their seed is established with them in their sight,

And their offspring before their eyes.

9 Their houses are safe from fear,

Neither is the rod of God upon them.

10 Their bull gendereth, and faileth not;

Their cow calveth, and casteth not her calf.

11 They send forth their little ones like a flock,

And their children dance.

12 They sing to the timbrel and harp,

And rejoice at the sound of the pipe.

13 They spend their days in prosperity,

And in a moment they go down to Sheol.

14 And they say unto God, Depart from us;

For we desire not the knowledge of thy ways.

15 What is the Almighty, that we should serve him?

And what profit should we have, if we pray unto him?

16 Lo, their prosperity is not in their hand:

The counsel of the wicked is far from me.

17 How oft is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out?

That their calamity cometh upon them?

That God distributeth sorrows in his anger?

18 That they are as stubble before the wind,

And as chaff that the storm carrieth away?

19 Ye say, God layeth up his iniquity for his children.

Let him recompense it unto himself, that he may know it:

20 Let his own eyes see his destruction,

And let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.

21 For what careth he for his house after him,

When the number of his months is cut off?

22 Shall any teach God knowledge,

Seeing he judgeth those that are high?

23 One dieth in his full strength,

Being wholly at ease and quiet:

24 His pails are full of milk,

And the marrow of his bones is moistened.

25 And another dieth in bitterness of soul,

And never tasteth of good.

26 They lie down alike in the dust,

And the worm covereth them.

27 Behold, I know your thoughts,

And the devices wherewith ye would wrong me.

28 For ye say, Where is the house of the prince?

And where is the tent wherein the wicked dwelt?

29 Have ye not asked wayfaring men?

And do ye not know their evidences,

30 That the evil man is reserved to the day of calamity?

That they are led forth to the day of wrath?

31 Who shall declare his way to his face?

And who shall repay him what he hath done?

32 Yet shall he be borne to the grave,

And men shall keep watch over the tomb.

33 The clods of the valley shall be sweet unto him,

And all men shall draw after him,

As there were innumerable before him.

34 How then comfort ye me in vain,

Seeing in your answers there remaineth only falsehood?

1 Then Job replied:

2 "Listen carefully to my words; let this be the consolation you give me.

3 Bear with me while I speak, and after I have spoken, mock on.

4 "Is my complaint directed to a human being? Why should I not be impatient?

5 Look at me and be appalled; clap your hand over your mouth.

6 When I think about this, I am terrified; trembling seizes my body.

7 Why do the wicked live on, growing old and increasing in power?

8 They see their children established around them, their offspring before their eyes.

9 Their homes are safe and free from fear; the rod of God is not on them.

10 Their bulls never fail to breed; their cows calve and do not miscarry.

11 They send forth their children as a flock; their little ones dance about.

12 They sing to the music of timbrel and lyre; they make merry to the sound of the pipe.

13 They spend their years in prosperity and go down to the grave in peace. [^1]

14 Yet they say to God, 'Leave us alone! We have no desire to know your ways.

15 Who is the Almighty, that we should serve him? What would we gain by praying to him?'

16 But their prosperity is not in their own hands, so I stand aloof from the plans of the wicked.

17 "Yet how often is the lamp of the wicked snuffed out? How often does calamity come upon them, the fate God allots in his anger?

18 How often are they like straw before the wind, like chaff swept away by a gale?

19 It is said, 'God stores up the punishment of the wicked for their children.' Let him repay the wicked, so that they themselves will experience it!

20 Let their own eyes see their destruction; let them drink the cup of the wrath of the Almighty.

21 For what do they care about the families they leave behind when their allotted months come to an end?

22 "Can anyone teach knowledge to God, since he judges even the highest?

23 One person dies in full vigor, completely secure and at ease,

24 well nourished in body, "bones rich with marrow.

25 Another dies in bitterness of soul, never having enjoyed anything good.

26 Side by side they lie in the dust, and worms cover them both.

27 "I know full well what you are thinking, the schemes by which you would wrong me.

28 You say, 'Where now is the house of the great, the tents where the wicked lived?'

29 Have you never questioned those who travel? Have you paid no regard to their accounts —

30 that the wicked are spared from the day of calamity, that they are delivered from "the day of wrath?

31 Who denounces their conduct to their face? Who repays them for what they have done?

32 They are carried to the grave, and watch is kept over their tombs.

33 The soil in the valley is sweet to them; everyone follows after them, and a countless throng goes "before them.

34 "So how can you console me with your nonsense? Nothing is left of your answers but falsehood!"