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ΥΠΟΛΑΒΩΝ δὲ ᾿Ιὼβ λέγει·
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But Job answered and said,
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ἀκήκοα τοιαῦτα πολλά, παρακλήτορες κακῶν πάντες.
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I have heard many such things: poor comforters are ye all.
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τί γάρ; μὴ τάξις ἐστὶ ρήμασι πνεύματος; ἢ τί παρενοχλήσει σοι, ὅτι ἀποκρίνῃ;
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What! is there any reason in vain words? or what will hinder thee from answering?
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κἀγὼ καθ᾿ ὑμᾶς λαλήσω, εἰ ὑπέκειτό γε ἡ ψυχὴ ὑμῶν ἀντὶ τῆς ἐμῆς· εἶτ᾿ ἐναλοῦμαι ὑμῖν ρήμασι, κινήσω δὲ καθ᾿ ὑμῶν κεφαλήν·
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I also will speak as ye do: if indeed your soul were in my soul's stead, then would I insult you with words, and I would shake my head at you.
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εἴη δὲ ἰσχὺς ἐν τῷ στόματί μου, κίνησιν δὲ χειλέων οὐ φείσομαι.
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And would there were strength in my mouth, and I would not spare the movement of my lips.
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ἐὰν γὰρ λαλήσω, οὐκ ἀλγήσω τὸ τραῦμα· ἐὰν δὲ καὶ σιωπήσω, τί ἔλαττον τρωθήσομαι;
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For if I should speak, I shall not feel the pain of my wound: and if I should be silent, how shall I be wounded the less?
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νῦν δὲ κατάκοπόν με πεποίηκε, μωρόν, σεσηπότα,
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But now he has made me weary, and a worn-out fool; and thou hast laid hold of me.
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καὶ ἐπελάβου μου, εἰς μαρτύριον ἐγενήθη· καὶ ἀνέστη ἐν ἐμοὶ τὸ ψεῦδός μου, κατὰ πρόσωπόν μου ἀνταπεκρίθη.
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My falsehood has become a testimony, and has risen up against me: it has confronted me to my face.
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ὀργῇ χρησάμενος κατέβαλέ με, ἔβρυξεν ἐπ᾿ ἐμὲ τοὺς ὀδόντας, βέλη πειρατῶν αὐτοῦ ἐπ᾿ ἐμοὶ ἔπεσεν.
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In his anger he has cast me down; he has gnashed his teeth upon me: the weapons of his robbers have fallen upon me.
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ἀκίσιν ὀφθαλμῶν ἐνήλατο, ὀξεῖ ἔπαισέ με εἰς τὰ γόνατα, ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ κατέδραμον ἐπ᾿ ἐμοί·
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He has attacked me with the keen glances of his eyes; with his sharp spear he has smitten me down upon my knees; and they have run upon me with one accord.
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παρέδωκε γάρ με ὁ Κύριος εἰς χεῖρας ἀδίκων, ἐπὶ δὲ ἀσεβέσιν ἔρριψέ με.
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For the Lord has delivered me into the hands of unrighteous men, and thrown me upon the ungodly.
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εἰρηνεύοντα διεσκέδασέ με, λαβών με τῆς κόμης διέτιλε, κατέστησέ με ὥσπερ σκοπόν.
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When I was at peace he distracted me: he took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: he set me up as a mark.
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ἐκύκλωσάν με λόγχαις βάλλοντες εἰς νεφρούς μου, οὐ φειδόμενοι ἐξέχεαν εἰς τὴν γῆν τὴν χολήν μου·
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They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing me they poured out my gall upon the ground.
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κατέβαλόν με πτῶμα ἐπὶ πτώματι, ἔδραμον πρός με δυνάμενοι.
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They overthrew me with fall upon fall: they ran upon me in their might.
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σάκκον ἔρραψαν ἐπὶ βύρσης μου, τὸ δὲ σθένος μου ἐν γῇ ἐσβέσθη.
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They sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and my strength has been spent on the ground.
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ἡ γαστήρ μου συγκέκαυται ἀπὸ κλαυθμοῦ, ἐπὶ δὲ βλεφάροις μου σκιά.
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My belly has been parched with wailing, and darkness is on my eyelids.
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ἄδικον δὲ οὐδὲν ἦν ἐν χερσί μου, εὐχὴ δέ μου καθαρά.
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Yet there was no injustice in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
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γῆ, μὴ ἐπικαλύψῃ ἐφ᾿ αἵματι τῆς σαρκός μου, μηδὲ εἴη τόπος τῇ κραυγῇ μου.
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Earth, cover not over the blood of my flesh, and let my cry have no place.
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καὶ νῦν ἰδοὺ ἐν οὐρανοῖς ὁ μάρτυς μου, ὁ δὲ συνίστωρ μου ἐν ὑψίστοις.
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And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
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ἀφίκοιτό μου ἡ δέησις πρὸς Κύριον, ἔναντι δὲ αὐτοῦ στάζοι μου ὁ ὀφθαλμός.
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Let my supplication come to the Lord, and let mine eye weep before him.
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εἴη δὲ ἔλεγχος ἀνδρὶ ἔναντι Κυρίου καὶ υἱῷ ἀνθρώπου τῷ πλησίον αὐτοῦ.
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Oh that a man might plead before the Lord, even as the son of man with his neighbour!
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ἔτη δὲ ἀριθμητὰ ἥκασιν, ὁδῷ δέ, ᾖ οὐκ ἐπαναστραφήσομαι, πορεύσομαι.
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But my years are numbered and their end come, and I shall go by the way by which I shall not return.