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Job 30
GOD’S WORD Translation
Job 30
GOD’S WORD Translation
Job Talks about His Present Misery
30 “But now those who are younger than I am laugh at me.
I didn’t think their fathers were fit to sit with the dogs of my flock.
2 Of what use to me was the strength of their hands?
Their strength is gone.
3 Shriveled up from need and hunger,
they gnaw at the dry and barren ground during the night.
4 They pick saltwort from the underbrush,
and the roots of the broom plant are their food.[a]
5 They are driven from the community.
People shout at them in the same way they shout at thieves.
6 They have to live in dry riverbeds,
in holes in the ground, and among rocks.
7 They howl in bushes
and huddle together under thornbushes.
8 Godless fools and worthless people
are forced out of the land with whips.
9 “And now they make fun of me with songs.
I have become a joke to them.
10 Since they consider me disgusting, they keep their distance from me
and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.
11 Because God has untied my cord and has made me suffer,
they are no longer restrained in my presence.
12 They have attacked me on my right side like a mob.
They trip my feet
and then prepare ways to destroy me.
13 Yes, they remove all traces of my path in order to destroy me.
No one is there to help me against them.
14 They come through a wide hole ⌞in the wall⌟.
They crawl through the ruins.
15 Terrors are directed toward me.
They blow away my dignity like the wind.
My prosperity vanishes like a cloud.
16 “Now my life is pouring out of me.
Days of suffering seize me.
17 At night God pierces my bones.
My body doesn’t rest.
18 With great strength he grabs my clothes.
He seizes me by the collar of my robe.
19 He throws me into the dirt
so that I become like dust and ashes.
Job Calls on God for Help
20 “I call to you for help,
but you don’t answer me.
I stand up, but you just look at me.
21 You have begun to treat me cruelly.
With your mighty hand you assault me.
22 You pick me up and let the wind carry me away.
You toss me around with a storm.
23 I know you will lead me to death,
to the dwelling place appointed for all living beings.
Job Says: I Am Being Punished by God
24 “But God doesn’t stretch out his hand against one who is ruined
when that person calls for help in his disaster.
25 Didn’t I cry for the person whose days were difficult?
Didn’t my soul grieve for the poor?
26 When I waited for good, evil came.
When I looked for light, darkness came.
27 My insides are churning and won’t calm down.
Days of misery are ahead of me.
28 I walk in the dark without the sun.
I stand up in public and call for help.
29 I’m a brother to jackals
and a companion of ostriches.
30 My skin turns dark and peels.
My body burns with fever.
31 So my lyre is used for mourning
and my flute for loud weeping.
Footnotes
- 30:4 Or “they use the roots of the broom plant for warmth.”
Job 30
La Bible du Semeur
Job 30
La Bible du Semeur
Job évoque sa condition présente
30 Mais hélas, aujourd’hui ╵me voilà la risée ╵de gamins dont les pères
étaient si méprisables
que je n’aurais daigné ╵les mettre avec mes chiens ╵pour garder mon troupeau.
2 D’ailleurs, qu’aurais-je fait ╵des efforts de leurs bras ?
Leur vigueur s’en allait :
3 épuisés par la faim ╵et par les privations,
ils rôdaient dans la steppe
par une nuit ╵de dévastation et désolation.
4 Ils arrachaient l’herbe salée[a] ╵au milieu des buissons,
ils prenaient les racines ╵du genêt comme pain.
5 Ils ont été chassés ╵du milieu de leur peuple[b],
on criait après eux ╵comme après des voleurs.
6 Ils hantaient les cavernes ╵au flanc des précipices,
ils logeaient dans des grottes ╵ou des trous de la terre.
7 Au milieu des épines ╵retentissaient leurs cris,
ils se couchaient ╵à l’abri des broussailles.
8 Ces êtres insensés ╵et innommables
avaient été chassés ╵hors du pays.
9 Me voici devenu ╵l’objet de leurs chansons,
celui dont tous se moquent.
10 Ils ont horreur de moi, ╵et s’éloignent de moi,
ou bien, sans hésiter, ╵me crachent au visage.
11 Car il a détendu ╵la corde de mon arc, ╵et il m’a humilié.
Aussi n’ont-ils plus envers moi ╵la moindre retenue.
12 Ils sont nombreux[c], ╵à ma droite, ils se lèvent[d] ╵et me font perdre pied,
ils se fraient vers moi des chemins ╵pour précipiter mon malheur.
13 Ils coupent ma retraite, ╵travaillant à ma ruine,
sans avoir besoin d’aide.
14 Ils arrivent sur moi ╵par une large brèche,
ils vont et viennent en tous sens ╵comme dans un lieu dévasté.
15 La terreur m’envahit,
ma dignité s’évanouit ╵comme emportée par la tempête,
tout secours m’est ôté ╵comme passe un nuage.
16 Et maintenant, ma vie s’échappe[e].
Des jours d’affliction m’ont étreint.
17 Dans la nuit il perce mes os
et mes nerfs n’ont pas de repos[f].
18 Avec toute sa force, ╵il s’agrippe à mon vêtement[g],
comme un col, il m’enserre.
19 Il m’a précipité ╵au milieu de la fange,
et je ne vaux pas mieux ╵que poussière et que cendre.
20 De mes cris je t’implore, ╵et tu ne réponds pas.
Je me tiens devant toi ╵et tu ne fais rien d’autre ╵que de me regarder.
21 Tu as changé ! ╵Tu t’es rendu cruel ╵à mon égard !
Avec la force de ta main, ╵tu t’acharnes sur moi !
22 Tu m’as fait enlever ╵sur les chevaux du vent,
et tu me fais tanguer ╵au sein de l’ouragan.
23 Je ne le sais que trop : ╵tu me mènes à la mort,
au lieu de rendez-vous ╵de tout être vivant.
24 Mais celui qui périt ╵ne tend-il pas la main ?
Celui qui est dans le malheur ╵ne crie-t-il pas ?
25 N’ai-je pas autrefois pleuré ╵avec ceux dont la vie est dure,
n’ai-je pas compati ╵à la peine du pauvre.
26 J’espérais le bonheur, ╵et le malheur est arrivé,
j’attendais la lumière ╵et les ténèbres sont venues.
27 Tout mon être intérieur ╵bouillonne sans relâche.
Des jours d’affliction m’ont atteint.
28 Je m’avance, l’air sombre, ╵et sans voir le soleil.
Au milieu de la foule ╵je me dresse et je hurle.
29 C’est comme si j’étais ╵un frère du chacal
ou un compagnon de l’autruche[h].
30 Ma peau noircit sur moi,
mes os sont consumés ╵par le feu de la fièvre.
31 Ma lyre ne sert plus ╵que pour des airs funèbres,
ma flûte n’accompagne ╵que le chant des pleureurs.
Footnotes
- 30.4 Cette herbe salée est parfois identifiée à l’arroche qui pousse sur les rives de la mer Morte.
- 30.5 A cause des méfaits qu’ils ont commis.
- 30.12 Autre traduction : Ces gamins.
- 30.12 Pour accuser Job. L’accusateur se place à la droite de l’accusé au tribunal (Ps 109.6 ; Za 3.1).
- 30.16 Autre traduction : je me lamente sur moi-même.
- 30.17 mes nerfs: autre traduction : mes douleurs.
- 30.18 il s’agrippe à mon vêtement: d’après l’ancienne version grecque ; le texte hébreu traditionnel a : Dieu devient pour moi comme un vêtement.
- 30.29 En faisant entendre des cris qui ressemblent à ceux de ces animaux ; même image en Mi 1.8.
Job 30
New International Version
Job 30
New International Version
30 “But now they mock me,(A)
men younger than I,
whose fathers I would have disdained
to put with my sheep dogs.(B)
2 Of what use was the strength of their hands to me,
since their vigor had gone from them?
3 Haggard from want and hunger,
they roamed[a] the parched land(C)
in desolate wastelands(D) at night.(E)
4 In the brush they gathered salt herbs,(F)
and their food[b] was the root of the broom bush.(G)
5 They were banished from human society,
shouted at as if they were thieves.
6 They were forced to live in the dry stream beds,
among the rocks and in holes in the ground.(H)
7 They brayed(I) among the bushes(J)
and huddled in the undergrowth.
8 A base and nameless brood,(K)
they were driven out of the land.(L)
9 “And now those young men mock me(M) in song;(N)
I have become a byword(O) among them.
10 They detest me(P) and keep their distance;
they do not hesitate to spit in my face.(Q)
11 Now that God has unstrung my bow(R) and afflicted me,(S)
they throw off restraint(T) in my presence.
12 On my right(U) the tribe[c] attacks;
they lay snares(V) for my feet,(W)
they build their siege ramps against me.(X)
13 They break up my road;(Y)
they succeed in destroying me.(Z)
‘No one can help him,’ they say.
14 They advance as through a gaping breach;(AA)
amid the ruins they come rolling in.
15 Terrors(AB) overwhelm me;(AC)
my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
my safety vanishes like a cloud.(AD)
16 “And now my life ebbs away;(AE)
days of suffering grip me.(AF)
17 Night pierces my bones;
my gnawing pains never rest.(AG)
18 In his great power(AH) God becomes like clothing to me[d];
he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,(AI)
and I am reduced to dust and ashes.(AJ)
20 “I cry out to you,(AK) God, but you do not answer;(AL)
I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21 You turn on me ruthlessly;(AM)
with the might of your hand(AN) you attack me.(AO)
22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;(AP)
you toss me about in the storm.(AQ)
23 I know you will bring me down to death,(AR)
to the place appointed for all the living.(AS)
24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man(AT)
when he cries for help in his distress.(AU)
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble?(AV)
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?(AW)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
when I looked for light, then came darkness.(AX)
27 The churning inside me never stops;(AY)
days of suffering confront me.(AZ)
28 I go about blackened,(BA) but not by the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(BB)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(BC)
a companion of owls.(BD)
30 My skin grows black(BE) and peels;(BF)
my body burns with fever.(BG)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(BH)
and my pipe(BI) to the sound of wailing.
Job 30
New King James Version
Job 30
New King James Version
Job’s Wealth Now Poverty
30 “But now they mock at me, men [a]younger than I,
Whose fathers I disdained to put with the dogs of my flock.
2 Indeed, what profit is the strength of their hands to me?
Their vigor has perished.
3 They are gaunt from want and famine,
Fleeing late to the wilderness, desolate and waste,
4 Who pluck [b]mallow by the bushes,
And broom tree roots for their food.
5 They were driven out from among men,
They shouted at them as at a thief.
6 They had to live in the clefts of the [c]valleys,
In [d]caves of the earth and the rocks.
7 Among the bushes they brayed,
Under the nettles they nestled.
8 They were sons of fools,
Yes, sons of vile men;
They were scourged from the land.
9 “And(A) now I am their taunting song;
Yes, I am their byword.
10 They abhor me, they keep far from me;
They do not hesitate (B)to spit in my face.
11 Because (C)He has loosed [e]my bowstring and afflicted me,
They have cast off restraint before me.
12 At my right hand the rabble arises;
They push away my feet,
And (D)they raise against me their ways of destruction.
13 They break up my path,
They promote my calamity;
They have no helper.
14 They come as broad breakers;
Under the ruinous storm they roll along.
15 Terrors are turned upon me;
They pursue my honor as the wind,
And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
16 “And(E) now my soul is (F)poured out because of my plight;
The days of affliction take hold of me.
17 My bones are pierced in me at night,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
18 By great force my garment is disfigured;
It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 “I (G)cry out to You, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You regard me.
21 But You have become cruel to me;
With the strength of Your hand You (H)oppose me.
22 You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;
You spoil my success.
23 For I know that You will bring me to death,
And to the house (I)appointed for all living.
24 “Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,
If they cry out when He destroys it.
25 (J)Have I not wept for him who was in trouble?
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 (K)But when I looked for good, evil came to me;
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
27 [f]My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest;
Days of affliction confront me.
28 (L)I go about mourning, but not in the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
29 (M)I am a brother of jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
30 (N)My skin grows black and falls from me;
(O)My bones burn with fever.
31 My harp is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the voice of those who weep.
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