1 And Job made answer and said,2 How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?3 Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.4 And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself.5 If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me,6 Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.7 Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.8 My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.9 He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.10 I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.11 His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.12 His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine.13 He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.14 My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds.15 I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.16 At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him.17 My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.18 Even young children have no respect for me; when I get up their backs are turned on me.19 All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me.20 My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.22 Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?23 If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!24 And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever!25 But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;26 And ... without my flesh I will see God;27 Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.28 If you say, How cruel we will be to him! because the root of sin is clearly in him:29 Be in fear of the sword, for the sword is the punishment for such things, so that you may be certain that there is a judge.

1 Respondens autem Job, dixit : 2 [Usquequo affligitis animam meam,et atteritis me sermonibus ?3 En decies confunditis me,et non erubescitis opprimentes me.4 Nempe etsi ignoravi,mecum erit ignorantia mea.5 At vos contra me erigimini,et arguitis me opprobriis meis.6 Saltem nunc intelligite quia Deus non quo judicio afflixerit me,et flagellis suis me cinxerit.7 Ecce clamabo, vim patiens, et nemo audiet ;vociferabor, et non est qui judicet.8 Semitam meam circumsepsit, et transire non possum :et in calle meo tenebras posuit.9 Spoliavit me gloria mea,et abstulit coronam de capite meo.10 Destruxit me undique, et pereo :et quasi evuls arbori abstulit spem meam.11 Iratus est contra me furor ejus,et sic me habuit quasi hostem suum.12 Simul venerunt latrones ejus,et fecerunt sibi viam per me,et obsederunt in gyro tabernaculum meum.13 Fratres meos longe fecit a me,et noti mei quasi alieni recesserunt a me.14 Dereliquerunt me propinqui mei,et qui me noverant obliti sunt mei.15 Inquilini domus me et ancill me sicut alienum habuerunt me,et quasi peregrinus fui in oculis eorum.16 Servum meum vocavi, et non respondit :ore proprio deprecabar illum.17 Halitum meum exhorruit uxor mea,et orabam filios uteri mei.18 Stulti quoque despiciebant me :et cum ab eis recessissem, detrahebant mihi.19 Abominati sunt me quondam consiliarii mei,et quem maxime diligebam, aversatus est me.20 Pelli me, consumptis carnibus, adhsit os meum,et derelicta sunt tantummodo labia circa dentes meos.21 Miseremini mei, miseremini mei saltem vos, amici mei,quia manus Domini tetigit me.22 Quare persequimini me sicut Deus,et carnibus meis saturamini ?23 Quis mihi tribuat ut scribantur sermones mei ?quis mihi det ut exarentur in libro24 stylo ferreo et plumbi lamina,vel celte sculpantur in silice ?25 Scio enim quod redemptor meus vivit,et in novissimo die de terra surrecturus sum :26 et rursum circumdabor pelle mea,et in carne mea videbo Deum meum :27 quem visurus sum ego ipse,et oculi mei conspecturi sunt, et non alius :reposita est hc spes mea in sinu meo.28 Quare ergo nunc dicitis : Persequamur eum,et radicem verbi inveniamus contra eum ?29 Fugite ergo a facie gladii,quoniam ultor iniquitatum gladius est :et scitote esse judicium.]