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But Job answered and said,
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ΥΠΟΛΑΒΩΝ δὲ ᾿Ιὼβ λέγει·
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Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!
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εἰ γάρ τις ἱστῶν στήσαι μου τὴν ὀργήν, τὰς δὲ ὀδύνας μου ἄραι ἐν ζυγῷ ὁμοθυμαδόν,
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And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.
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καὶ δὴ ἄμμου παραλίας βαρυτέρα ἔσται. ἀλλ᾿ ὡς ἔοικε τὰ ρήματά μού ἐστι φαῦλα·
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For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.
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βέλη γὰρ Κυρίου ἐν τῷ σώματί μού ἐστιν, ὧν ὁ θυμὸς αὐτῶν ἐκπίνει μου τὸ αἷμα· ὅταν ἄρξωμαι λαλεῖν, κεντοῦσί με.
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What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has fodder?
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τί γάρ; μὴ διακενῆς κεκράξεται ὄνος ἄγριος, ἀλλ᾿ ἢ τὰ σῖτα ζητῶν; εἰ δὲ καὶ ρήξει φωνὴν βοῦς ἐπὶ φάτνης ἔχων τὰ βρώματα;
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Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?
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εἰ βρωθήσεται ἄρτος ἄνευ ἁλός; εἰ δὲ καὶ ἔστι γεῦμα ἐν ρήμασι κενοῖς;
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For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion to be loathsome.
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οὐ δύναται γὰρ παύσασθαί μου ἡ ὀργή· βρόμον γὰρ ὁρῶ τὰ σῖτά μου ὥσπερ ὀσμὴν λέοντος·
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For oh that he would grant my desire, and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!
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εἰ γὰρ δώῃ καὶ ἔλθοι μου ἡ αἴτησις, καὶ τὴν ἐλπίδα μου δώῃ ὁ Κύριος.
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Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.
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ἀρξάμενος ὁ Κύριος τρωσάτω με, εἰς τέλος δὲ μή με ἀνελέτω.
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Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.
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εἴη δέ μου πόλις τάφος, ἐφ᾿ ἧς ἐπὶ τειχέων ἡλλόμην ἐπ᾿ αὐτῆς, οὐ φείσομαι· οὐ γὰρ ἐψευσάμην ρήματα ἅγια Θεοῦ μου.
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For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?
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τίς γάρ μου ἡ ἰσχύς, ὅτι ὑπομένω; ἢ τίς μου ὁ χρόνος, ὅτι ἀνέχεταί μου ἡ ψυχή;
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Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
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μὴ ἰσχὺς λίθων ἡ ἰσχύς μου; ἢ αἱ σάρκες μού εἰσι χάλκεαι;
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Or have I not trusted in him? but help is far from me.
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ἢ οὐκ ἐπ᾿ αὐτῷ ἐπεποίθειν; βοήθεια δὲ ἀπ᾿ ἐμοῦ ἄπεστιν.
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Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.
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ἀπείπατό με ἔλεος, ἐπισκοπὴ δὲ Κυρίου ὑπερεῖδέ με.
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My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
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οὐ προσεῖδόν με οἱ ἐγγύτατοί μου· ὥσπερ χειμάρρους ἐκλείπων ἢ ὥσπερ κῦμα παρῆλθόν με.
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They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
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οἵτινές με διευλαβοῦντο, νῦν ἐπιπεπτώκασί μοι ὥσπερ χιὼν ἢ κρύσταλλος πεπηγώς·
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When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
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καθὼς τακεῖσα θέρμης γενομένης οὐκ ἐπεγνώσθη ὅπερ ἦν,
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Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.
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οὕτω κἀγὼ καταλείφθην ὑπὸ πάντων. ἀπωλόμην δὲ καὶ ἔξοικος ἐγενόμην.
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Behold the ways of the Thæmanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabæans.
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ἴδετε ὁδοὺς Θαιμανῶν, ἀτραποὺς Σαβῶν, οἱ διορῶντες·
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They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
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καὶ αἰσχύνην ὀφειλήσουσιν οἱ ἐπὶ πόλεσι καὶ χρήμασι πεποιθότες.
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But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye are afraid.
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ἀτὰρ δὲ καὶ ὑμεῖς ἐπέβητέ μοι ἀνελεημόνως, ὥστε ἰδόντες τὸ ἐμὸν τραῦμα φοβήθητε·
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What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,
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τί γάρ; μή τι ἡμᾶς ᾔτησα ἢ τῆς παρ᾿ ὑμῶν ἰσχύος ἐπιδέομαι,
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to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?
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ὥστε σῶσαί με ἐξ ἐχθρῶν ἢ ἐκ χειρὸς δυναστῶν ρύσασθαί με;
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Teach ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.
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διδάξατέ με, ἐγὼ δὲ κωφεύσω· εἴ τι πεπλάνημαι, φράσατέ μοι.
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But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.
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ἀλλ᾿ ὡς ἔοικε, φαῦλα ἀληθινοῦ ρήματα, οὐ γὰρ παρ᾿ ὑμῶν ἰσχὺν αἰτοῦμαι·
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Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.
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οὐδὲ ἔλεγχος ὑμῶν ρήμασί με παύσει, οὐδὲ γὰρ ὑμῶν φθέγμα ρήματος ἀνέξομαι.
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Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.
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πλὴν ὅτι ἐπ᾿ ὀρφανῷ ἐπιπίπτετε, ἐνάλλεσθε δὲ ἐπὶ φίλῳ ὑμῶν.
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But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.
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νυνὶ δὲ εἰσβλέψας εἰς πρόσωπα ὑμῶν οὐ ψεύσομαι.
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Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.
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καθίσατε δὴ καὶ μὴ εἴη ἄδικον, καὶ πάλιν τῷ δικαίῳ συνέρχεσθε.
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For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?
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οὐ γάρ ἐστιν ἐν γλώσσῃ μου ἄδικον· ἢ ὁ λάρυγξ μου οὐχὶ σύνεσιν μελετᾷ;