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10 »¡Ya estoy harto de esta vida!
    Por eso doy rienda suelta a mi queja;
    desahogo la amargura de mi alma.
Le he dicho a Dios: No me condenes.
    Dime qué es lo que tienes contra mí.
¿Te parece bien el oprimirme
    y despreciar la obra de tus manos
mientras te muestras complaciente
    ante los planes del malvado?
¿Son tus ojos los de un simple mortal?
    ¿Ves las cosas como las vemos nosotros?
¿Son tus días como los nuestros,
    tus años como los de un mortal,
para que andes investigando mis faltas
    y averiguándolo todo acerca de mi pecado?
¡Tú bien sabes que no soy culpable
    y que de tus manos no tengo escapatoria!

»Tú me hiciste con tus propias manos;
    tú me diste forma.
¿Vas ahora a cambiar de parecer
    y a ponerle fin a mi vida?
Recuerda que tú me modelaste, como al barro;
    ¿vas ahora a devolverme al polvo?
10 ¿No fuiste tú quien me derramó como leche,
    quien me hizo cuajar como queso?
11 Fuiste tú quien me vistió de carne y piel,
    quien me tejió con huesos y tendones.
12 Me diste vida, me favoreciste con tu amor,
    y tus cuidados me han infundido aliento.

13 »Pero una cosa mantuviste en secreto,
    y sé muy bien que la tuviste en mente:
14 Que, si yo peco, tú me vigilas
    y no pasas por alto mi pecado.
15 Si soy culpable, ¡ay de mí!
    Si soy inocente, no puedo dar la cara.
¡Lleno estoy de vergüenza,
    y consciente de mi aflicción!
16 Si me levanto, me acechas como un león
    y despliegas contra mí tu gran poder.
17 Contra mí presentas nuevos testigos,
    contra mí acrecientas tu enojo.
    ¡Una tras otra, tus tropas me atacan!

18 »¿Por qué me hiciste salir del vientre?
    ¡Quisiera haber muerto, sin que nadie me viera!
19 ¡Preferiría no haber existido,
    y haber pasado del vientre a la tumba!
20 ¿Acaso mis contados días no llegan ya a su fin?
    ¡Déjame disfrutar de un momento de alegría
21 antes de mi partida sin regreso
    a la tierra de la penumbra y de las sombras,
22 al país de la más profunda de las noches,
    al país de las sombras y del caos,
    donde aun la luz se asemeja a las tinieblas!»

Job Continues: A Plea to God

10 “I (A)loathe my life;
I will give free utterance to my (B)complaint;
    I will speak in (C)the bitterness of my soul.
I will say to God, Do not (D)condemn me;
    let me know why you (E)contend against me.
(F)Does it seem good to you to oppress,
    to despise (G)the work of your hands
    (H)and favor the designs of the wicked?
Have you (I)eyes of flesh?
    (J)Do you see as man sees?
Are your days as the days of man,
    or your (K)years as a man's years,
that you (L)seek out my iniquity
    and search for my sin,
although you (M)know that I am not guilty,
    and there is (N)none to deliver out of your hand?
(O)Your hands fashioned and made me,
    and now you have destroyed me altogether.
Remember that you have made me like (P)clay;
    and will you return me to the (Q)dust?
10 Did you not pour me out like milk
    and curdle me like cheese?
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh,
    and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 You have granted me life and steadfast love,
    and your care has preserved my spirit.
13 Yet these things you hid in your heart;
    I know that (R)this was your purpose.
14 If I sin, you (S)watch me
    and do not (T)acquit me of my iniquity.
15 (U)If I am guilty, woe to me!
    If I am (V)in the right, I cannot lift up my head,
for I am filled with disgrace
    and (W)look on my affliction.
16 And were my head lifted up,[a] you would hunt me like (X)a lion
    and again work (Y)wonders against me.
17 You renew your (Z)witnesses against me
    and increase your vexation toward me;
    you (AA)bring fresh troops against me.

18 (AB)“Why did you bring me out from the womb?
    Would that I had died before any eye had seen me
19 (AC)and were as though I had not been,
    carried from the womb to the grave.
20 (AD)Are not my days few?
    (AE)Then cease, and leave me alone, (AF)that I may find a little cheer
21 before I go—and (AG)I shall not return—
    to the land of (AH)darkness and (AI)deep shadow,
22 the land of gloom like thick darkness,
    like deep shadow without any order,
    where light is as thick darkness.”

Footnotes

  1. Job 10:16 Hebrew lacks my head

10 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.

Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?

Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?

Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man's days,

That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?

Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.

Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.

Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?

10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?

11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.

12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.

14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.

15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;

16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.

17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.

18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!

19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.

20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;

22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.