25 “Now (A)my days are swifter than a runner;
They flee away, (B)they see no good.
26 They slip by like (C)reed boats,
Like an (D)eagle that swoops on [a]its prey.
27 Though I say, ‘I will forget (E)my complaint,
I will [b]put my face in order and be cheerful,’
28 I am (F)afraid of all my pains,
I know that (G)You will not acquit me.
29 I am (H)guilty,
Why then should I struggle in vain?
30 If I (I)washed myself with snow,
And cleansed (J)my hands with lye,
31 Then You would plunge me into the pit,
And my own clothes would loathe me.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 9:26 Lit food
  2. Job 9:27 I.e., improve the look

25 “My life passes more swiftly than a runner.
    It flees away without a glimpse of happiness.
26 It disappears like a swift papyrus boat,
    like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
27 If I decided to forget my complaints,
    to put away my sad face and be cheerful,
28 I would still dread all the pain,
    for I know you will not find me innocent, O God.
29 Whatever happens, I will be found guilty.
    So what’s the use of trying?
30 Even if I were to wash myself with soap
    and clean my hands with lye,
31 you would plunge me into a muddy ditch,
    and my own filthy clothing would hate me.

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