1 Y REASUMIO Job su discurso, y dijo:
2 Vive Dios, el cual ha apartado mi causa, Y el Omnipotente, que amargó el alma mía,
3 Que todo el tiempo que mi alma estuviere en mí, Y hubiere hálito de Dios en mis narices,
4 Mis labios no hablarán iniquidad, Ni mi lengua pronunciará engaño.
5 Nunca tal acontezca que yo os justifique: Hasta morir no quitaré de mí mi integridad.
6 Mi justicia tengo asida, y no la cederé: No me reprochará mi corazón en el tiempo de mi vida.
7 Sea como el impío mi enemigo, Y como el inicuo mi adversario.
8 Porque ¿cuál es la esperanza del hipócrita, por mucho que hubiere robado, Cuando Dios arrebatare su alma?
9 ¿Oirá Dios su clamor Cuando la tribulación sobre él viniere?
10 ¿Deleitaráse en el Omnipotente? ¿Invocará á Dios en todo tiempo?
11 Yo os enseñaré en orden á la mano de Dios: No esconderé lo que hay para con el Omnipotente.
12 He aquí que todos vosotros lo habéis visto: ¿Por qué pues os desvanecéis con fantasía?
13 Esta es para con Dios la suerte del hombre impío, Y la herencia que los violentos han de recibir del Omnipotente.
14 Si sus hijos fueren multiplicados, serán para el cuchillo; Y sus pequeños no se hartarán de pan;
15 Los que le quedaren, en muerte serán sepultados; Y no llorarán sus viudas.
16 Si amontonare plata como polvo, Y si preparare ropa como lodo;
17 Habrála él preparado, mas el justo se vestirá, Y el inocente repartirá la plata.
18 Edificó su casa como la polilla, Y cual cabaña que el guarda hizo.
19 El rico dormirá, mas no será recogido: Abrirá sus ojos, mas él no será.
20 Asirán de él terrores como aguas: Torbellino lo arrebatará de noche.
21 Lo antecogerá el solano, y partirá; Y tempestad lo arrebatará del lugar suyo.
22 Dios pues descargará sobre él, y no perdonará: Hará él por huir de su mano.
23 Batirán sus manos sobre él, Y desde su lugar le silbarán.
1 And Job again took up the word and said,
2 By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;
3 (For all my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is my life;)
4 Truly, there is no deceit in my lips, and my tongue does not say what is false.
5 Let it be far from me! I will certainly not say that you are right! I will come to death before I give up my righteousness.
6 I will keep it safe, and will not let it go: my heart has nothing to say against any part of my life.
7 Let my hater be like the evil man, and let him who comes against me be as the sinner.
8 For what is the hope of the sinner when he is cut off, when God takes back his soul?
9 Will his cry come to the ears of God when he is in trouble?
10 Will he take delight in the Ruler of all, and make his prayer to God at all times?
11 I will give you teaching about the hand of God; I will not keep secret from you what is in the mind of the Ruler of all.
12 Truly, you have all seen it yourselves; why then have you become completely foolish?
13 This is the punishment of the evil-doer from God, and the heritage given to the cruel by the Ruler of all.
14 If his children are increased, it is for the sword; and his offspring have not enough bread.
15 When those of his house who are still living come to their end by disease, they are not put into the earth, and their widows are not weeping for them.
16 Though he may get silver together like dust, and make ready great stores of clothing;
17 He may get them ready, but the upright will put them on, and he who is free from sin will take the silver for a heritage.
18 His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.
19 He goes to rest full of wealth, but does so for the last time: on opening his eyes, he sees it there no longer.
20 Fears overtake him like rushing waters; in the night the storm-wind takes him away.
21 The east wind takes him up and he is gone; he is forced violently out of his place.
22 God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand.
23 Men make signs of joy because of him, driving him from his place with sounds of hissing.