Job

1“Man, who is born of a woman,is of few days, and full of trouble.

2He grows up like a flower, and is cut down.He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.

3Do you open your eyes on such a one,and bring me into judgement with you?

4Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean?Not one.

5Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with you, and you have appointed his bounds that he can’t pass.

6Look away from him, that he may rest,until he accomplishes, as a hireling, his day.

7“For there is hope for a tree if it is cut down,that it will sprout again, that the tender branch of it will not cease.

8Though its root grows old in the earth,and its stock dies in the ground,

9yet through the scent of water it will bud,and sprout boughs like a plant.

10But man dies, and is laid low.Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?

11As the waters fail from the sea,and the river wastes and dries up,

12so man lies down and doesn’t rise.Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake, nor be roused out of their sleep.

13“Oh that you would hide me in Sheol,that you would keep me secret until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time and remember me!

14If a man dies, will he live again?I would wait all the days of my warfare, until my release should come.

15You would call, and I would answer you.You would have a desire for the work of your hands.

16But now you count my steps.Don’t you watch over my sin?

17My disobedience is sealed up in a bag.You fasten up my iniquity.

18“But the mountain falling comes to nothing.The rock is removed out of its place.

19The waters wear the stones.The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth. So you destroy the hope of man.

20You forever prevail against him, and he departs.You change his face, and send him away.

21His sons come to honour, and he doesn’t know it.They are brought low, but he doesn’t perceive it of them.

22But his flesh on him has pain,and his soul within him mourns.”

1tuổi đời ngắn ngủi, mà âu lo chồng chất.

2con người qua mau, khác nào bóng câu qua cửa sổ,

3còn bắt ra đối chất với Ngài.

4Dứt khoát chẳng một ai !

5Ngài định giới hạn rồi, sao có thể vượt qua !

6như người làm mướn xong được một ngày.

7và không ngớt đâm chồi nảy lộc,

8và gốc cây nằm chết trong cát bụi,

9nhánh vươn dài như một cây non.

10sẽ ở đâu khi tắt thở rồi ?

11Nước biển có thể biến mất, sông ngòi có thể cạn khô,

12nó vẫn không thức giấc, không tỉnh dậy, không hết ngủ say.

13cho con một thời hạn, rồi lại nhớ đến con ?

14con vẫn cứ đợi chờ, cho tới khi Ngài nâng con dậy.

15nhìn thấy công trình do tay Ngài làm nên.

16nhưng lúc ấy, Ngài sẽ không còn quan tâm đến tội con nữa.

17lỗi lầm con, Ngài sẽ phủ lấp đi.

18đá tảng bị dời qua chỗ khác,

19cũng vậy, hy vọng của người phàm, Ngài làm tiêu tan hết.

20rồi Ngài đuổi nó đi.

21chúng có bị khinh khi miệt thị, nó nào có biết !

22tang tóc trong tâm hồn, chỉ một mình nó hay.