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13 “This is (A)the portion of a wicked man from God,
And the inheritance which the (B)ruthless receive from the Almighty.
14 Though his sons are many, [a]they are destined (C)for the sword;
And his (D)offspring will not be satisfied with bread.
15 His survivors will be buried because of the plague,
And [b]their (E)widows will not be able to weep.
16 Though he piles up silver like dust
And prepares garments as plentiful as the clay,
17 He may prepare it, (F)but the righteous will wear it,
And the innocent will divide the silver.
18 He has built his (G)house like the [c]moth,
Or as a hut which the watchman has made.
19 He lies down rich, but never [d]again;
He opens his eyes, and (H)it is no longer.
20 (I)Terrors overtake him like many waters;
A tempest steals him away (J)in the night.
21 The east (K)wind carries him away, and he goes,
And it whirls him (L)away from his place.
22 For it will hurl at him (M)without sparing;
He will surely try to (N)flee from its [e]power.
23 Men will clap their hands at him
And will (O)hiss him from his place.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 27:14 Lit the sword is for them
  2. Job 27:15 As in ancient versions; Heb his
  3. Job 27:18 Ancient versions spider’s web
  4. Job 27:19 As in ancient versions; Heb will be gathered
  5. Job 27:22 Lit hand

13 This is the portion of a wicked man with God,
And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty:
14 If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword;
And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
15 Those that remain of him shall be buried in death,
And his widows shall make no lamentation.
16 Though he heap up silver as the dust,
And prepare raiment as the clay;
17 He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on,
And the innocent shall divide the silver.
18 He buildeth his house as the moth,
And as a booth which the keeper maketh.
19 He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered to his fathers;
He openeth his eyes, and he is not.
20 Terrors overtake him like waters;
A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
21 The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth;
And it sweepeth him out of his place.
22 For God shall hurl at him, and not spare:
He would fain flee out of his hand.
23 Men shall clap their hands at him,
And shall hiss him out of his place.

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