Jobs svar på Elifas andra tal

16 Då tog Job till orda och sade:

(A) Det där har jag hört många gånger!
    Ni är alla bedrövliga tröstare.
Är det ingen ände
        på detta tal i vädret?
    Vad frestar dig att ta till orda?
(B) Också jag kunde tala som ni,
        om ni vore i mitt ställe.
    Jag kunde fläta samman ord mot er
        och skaka mitt huvud mot er.
Men jag skulle styrka er
        med min mun,
    mina läppars tröst
        skulle ge er lindring.
Om jag talar lindras inte min plåga,
    och tiger jag, lämnar den mig inte.

Men nu har han tömt all min kraft.
    Du har ödelagt hela mitt hus.
Du har fjättrat mig,
        det har blivit mitt vittnesbörd.
    Min tärda kropp träder upp
        och vittnar mot mig.
(C) Hans vrede sliter sönder
        och jagar mig,
    han gnisslar sina tänder mot mig.
        Min motståndare ger mig
            vassa blickar.
10 (D) De spärrar upp munnen mot mig,
        de slår mig hånfullt på kinden,
    alla gaddar ihop sig mot mig.
11 Gud utlämnar mig åt de gudlösa
    och kastar mig i de ondas händer.

12 (E) Jag satt i trygghet,
        då krossade han mig.
    Han grep mig i nacken
        och slog mig i bitar,
    han gjorde mig till sin måltavla,
13 han skjuter pilar från alla sidor,
    genomborrar mina njurar
        utan förskoning,
    häller ut min galla på marken.
14 Han bryter ner mig med slag på slag,
    stormar emot mig som en krigare.
15 Jag har sytt säcktyg över min hud
    och har sänkt mitt horn[a] i stoftet.
16 Mitt ansikte är flammigt av tårar,
    mina ögonlock mörka
        av dödsskugga,
17 (F) fastän mina händer är fria från våld
    och min bön är ren.

18 (G) Du jord, täck inte över mitt blod,
    låt mitt rop aldrig stanna
        någonstans!
19 (H) Se, redan nu har jag mitt vittne
        i himlen,
    min försvarare i höjden.
20 Min medlare är min vän[b],
    mitt öga fäller tårar inför Gud.
21 Må han skaffa rätt
        åt en man inför Gud,
    så som en människoson
        gör för sin nästa,
22 (I) för om bara några år
    ska jag vandra vägen
        utan återvändo.

Footnotes

  1. 16:15 horn   Symbol för styrka och kraft (jfr Ps 89:25, 92:11).
  2. 16:20 Min medlare är min vän   Annan översättning: ”Mina vänner hånar mig” (men jfr 33:23).

Round Two: Job’s First Speech

16 Job responded:

I have heard many things just like these.
You are miserable comforters, all of you!
Is there any end to your windy words?
What provokes you to respond like this?

I also could speak just like you,
if your lives were in the same condition that my life is.
I could weave fancy words against you
and shake my head at you.
But instead, I would build you up with the words from my mouth,
and comforting words from my lips would ease your pain.
Now if I speak up, it does not lessen my pain,
and if I hold back, how much of my pain goes away?

Surely, he[a] has worn me out!
You have devastated everyone close to me.
You have made me shrivel up,[b]
and this testifies against me.
My emaciated body stands up
and is a witness against me.
His anger has torn me.
He has been hostile to me.
He has gnashed his teeth at me.
My opponent glares at me with piercing eyes.
10 People have opened their mouths wide against me.
They have slapped my face with contempt.
They have ganged up on me.
11 God hands me over to evil people.[c]
He throws me into the hands of the wicked.
12 When I was at ease, he shattered me.[d]
He seized me by the neck and has ripped me to pieces.
He has set me up as his target.
13 His archers surround me.
He pierces my kidneys and has no pity.
He pours out my bile on the earth.
14 He breaks down my walls in many places.
He runs against me like a warrior.
15 I have stitched sackcloth to my skin.
My horn[e] is stuck in the dust.
16 My face is red from my weeping.
There are dark circles under my eyes,
17 even though there is no violence in my hands,
and my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, do not cover my blood.
Let my cry never find a place to rest.
19 Even now, my witness is in heaven.
My advocate is on high.
20 My intercessor is my friend.
My eyes never stop weeping to God.
21 My intercessor pleads with God for a man,
as another human pleads for his friend.
22 A few more years will come.
Then I will go the way of no return.

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:7 The reading he follows the Hebrew text. It refers to God. Hebrew poetry sometimes alternates between third and second person pronouns, as is the case here.
  2. Job 16:8 The meaning of this verb is uncertain.
  3. Job 16:11 The reading evil people follows the ancient versions. The Hebrew reads a boy.
  4. Job 16:12 Or tossed me about
  5. Job 16:15 A horn is a symbol of strength.

Job Reproaches His Pitiless Friends

16 Then Job answered and said:

“I have heard many such things;
(A)Miserable[a] comforters are you all!
Shall [b]words of wind have an end?
Or what provokes you that you answer?
I also could speak as you do,
If your soul were in my soul’s place.
I could heap up words against you,
And (B)shake my head at you;
But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.

“Though I speak, my grief is not relieved;
And if I remain silent, how am I eased?
But now He has (C)worn me out;
You (D)have made desolate all my company.
You have shriveled me up,
And it is a (E)witness against me;
My leanness rises up against me
And bears witness to my face.
(F)He tears me in His wrath, and hates me;
He gnashes at me with His teeth;
(G)My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.
10 They (H)gape at me with their mouth,
They (I)strike me reproachfully on the cheek,
They gather together against me.
11 God (J)has delivered me to the ungodly,
And turned me over to the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, but He has (K)shattered me;
He also has taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces;
He has (L)set me up for His target,
13 His archers surround me.
He pierces my [c]heart and does not pity;
He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with wound upon wound;
He runs at me like a [d]warrior.

15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
And (M)laid my [e]head in the dust.
16 My face is [f]flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Although no violence is in my hands,
And my prayer is pure.

18 “O earth, do not cover my blood,
And (N)let my cry have no resting place!
19 Surely even now (O)my witness is in heaven,
And my evidence is on high.
20 My friends scorn me;
My eyes pour out tears to God.
21 (P)Oh, that one might plead for a man with God,
As a man pleads for his [g]neighbor!
22 For when a few years are finished,
I shall (Q)go the way of no return.

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:2 Troublesome
  2. Job 16:3 Empty words
  3. Job 16:13 Lit. kidneys
  4. Job 16:14 Vg. giant
  5. Job 16:15 Lit. horn
  6. Job 16:16 Lit. red
  7. Job 16:21 friend