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13 “This is the portion of a wicked man with God,
    and the heritage which oppressors receive from the Almighty:
14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword;
    and his offspring have not enough to eat.
15 Those who survive him the pestilence buries,
    and their widows make no lamentation.
16 Though he heap up silver like dust,
    and pile up clothing like clay;
17 he may pile it up, but the just will wear it,
    and the innocent will divide the silver.
18 The house which he builds is like a spider’s web,[a]
    like a booth which a watchman makes.
19 He goes to bed rich, but will do so no more;[b]
    he opens his eyes, and his wealth is gone.
20 Terrors overtake him like a flood;
    in the night a whirlwind carries him off.
21 The east wind lifts him up and he is gone;
    it sweeps him out of his place.
22 It[c] hurls at him without pity;
    he flees from its[d] power in headlong flight.
23 It[e] claps its[f] hands at him,
    and hisses at him from its[g] place.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 27:18 Cn Compare Gk Syr: Heb He builds his house like the moth
  2. Job 27:19 Gk Compare Syr: Heb shall not be gathered
  3. Job 27:22 Or he (that is God)
  4. Job 27:22 Or his
  5. Job 27:23 Or he (that is God)
  6. Job 27:23 Or his
  7. Job 27:23 Or his

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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