Job 30 Cross References - Rotherham

¹ But, now, they who are of fewer days than I, have poured derision upon me; whose fathers I refused––to set with the dogs of my flock. ² Even the strength of their hands, wherefore was it mine? Upon them, vigour was lost; ³ In want and hunger, they were lean,––who used to gnaw the dry ground, a dark night of desolation! ⁴ Who used to pluck off the mallow by the bushes, with the root of the broom for their food; ⁵ Out of the midst, were they driven, men shouted after them, as after a thief; ⁶ In the fissures, of the ravines had they to dwell, in holes of dust and crags; ⁷ Among the bushes, used they to shriek, Under the bramble, were they huddled together: ⁸ Sons of the base, yea sons of the nameless, they were scourged out of the land. ⁹ But, now, their song, have I become, Yea I serve them for a byword; ¹⁰ They abhor me––have put themselves far from me, and, from my face, have not withheld––spittle! ¹¹ Because, my girdle, he had loosened and had humbled me, therefore, the bridle––in my presence, cast they off; ¹² On my right hand, the young brood rose up,––My feet, they thrust aside, and cast up against me their earthworks of destruction; ¹³ They brake up my path,––My engulfing ruin, they helped forward, unaided; ¹⁴ As through a wide breach, came they on, with a crashing noise, they rolled themselves along.
¹⁵ There are turned upon me terrors,––Chased away as with a wind, is mine abundance, and, as a cloud, hath passed away my prosperity. ¹⁶ Now, therefore, over myself, my soul poureth itself out, There seize me days of affliction: ¹⁷ Night, boreth, my bones, all over me,––and, my sinews, find no rest; ¹⁸ Most effectually, is my skin disfigured,––Like the collar of my tunic, it girdeth me about: ¹⁹ He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes. ²⁰ I cry out for help unto thee, and thou dost not answer, I stand still, and thou dost gaze at me; ²¹ Thou art turned to become a cruel one unto me, With the might of thy hand, thou assailest me; ²² Thou liftest up me to the wind, thou carriest me away, and the storm maketh me faint; ²³ For I know that, unto death, thou wilt bring me back, even unto the house of meeting for every one living. ²⁴ Only, against a heap of ruins, will one not thrust a hand! Surely, when one is in calamity––for that very reason, is there an outcry for help. ²⁵ Verily I wept, for him whose lot was hard, Grieved was my soul, for the needy. ²⁶ Surely, for good, I looked, but there came in evil, And I waited for light, but there came in darkness; ²⁷ I boiled within me, and rested not, There confronted me––days of affliction; ²⁸ In gloom, I walked along, without sun, I arose––in the convocation, I cried out for help; ²⁹ A brother, became I to the brutes that howl, and a companion to the birds that screech: ³⁰ My skin, turned black, and peeled off me, and, my bones, burned with heat: ³¹ Thus is attuned to mourning––my lyre, and my flute, to the noise of them who weep.

²³ And he went up from thence, to Bethel,––and, as he was going up on the way, some lads, came forth, out of the city, and made mockery of him, and said to him, Go up, bald head! Go up, bald head!

⁴ A laughing–stock to one’s neighbour, do I become, one who hath called upon GOD and he hath answered him! A laughing–stock––a righteous man without blame!

¹³ My Brethren––from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me; ¹⁴ Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me; ¹⁵ Ye guests of my house and my maidens, A stranger, have ye accounted me, An alien, have I become in their eyes; ¹⁶ To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him; ¹⁷ My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother; ¹⁸ Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me; ¹⁹ All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;

⁸ Young men saw me, and hid themselves, and, the aged, arose––they stood; ⁹ Rulers, restrained speech, and, a hand, laid they on their mouth; ¹⁰ The voice of nobles, was hushed, and their tongue to their palate, did cleave;

¹⁵ But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together,––There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent; ¹⁶ Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.

¹² They who sit in the gate talk against me,––And [against me are] the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.

⁵ And the people, will tyrannise, Every man over his fellow–man, And every man over his friend,––And they will rage, The boy, against, the elder, And, the despised, against, the honourable,

⁶⁵ And some began to be spitting at him, and, covering up his face, and to be buffeting him, and saying to him––Prophesy! And, the attendants, with smart blows, took him.

¹⁷ and they array him in purple, and set upon him, when they have plaited it; a crown of thorns,–– ¹⁸ and began to be saluting him––Joy to thee! King of the Jews! ¹⁹ and were striking him on the head with a reed, and were spitting at him,––and, bowing their knees, were doing him homage. ²⁰ And, when they had mocked him, they put off him, the purple, and put on him, his own garments. And they lead him forth, that they may crucify him.

¹⁴ said unto them––Ye brought unto me this man, as one turning away the people, and lo! I, in your presence, examining him, found, nothing, in this man worthy of blame, in respect of the things whereof ye were making accusation against him.

¹⁸ But they cried aloud, with the whole throng, saying––Away with this man! and release unto us Barabbas:––

³⁵ And the people were standing, looking on. But the rulers were sneering, saying––Others, he saved, let him save himself,––if, this, is, the Christ of God, the Chosen.

³⁹ And, one of the suspended evil–doers, began to defame him––Art not, thou, the Christ? Save thyself and us!

⁵ But the Jews, being, jealous, and taking unto themselves certain wicked men, of the rabble, and making a riot, were setting the city in an uproar; and, besieging the house of Jason, were seeking to lead them forth unto the populace,––

¹² Said one from among them, a prophet, of their own!––Cretans! always false, mischievous wild–beasts, idle gluttons:

⁵ Lo! [as] wild asses in the wilderness, they go forth with their work, eager seekers for prey, the waste plain, yieldeth them food for their young;

¹³ They, have become rebels against the light,––they are not acquainted with the ways thereof, neither abide they in the paths thereof. ¹⁴ With the light, riseth the murderer, He slayeth the poor and needy, And, in the night, he becometh like a thief. ¹⁵ And, the eye of the adulterer, watcheth for the evening twilight, saying, Not an eye will see me! A covering for the face, he putteth on; ¹⁶ He breaketh, in the dark, into houses,––By day, they lock themselves in, They know not the light;

³⁸ Of whom the world, was not worthy––upon deserts, wandering, and mountains, and in caves,––and in the caverns of the earth.

³⁸ Now, Elisha, returned to Gilgal, and there was, a famine, in the land, and, the sons of the prophets, being seated before him, he said to his young man––Put on the large pot, and boil a mess of food, for the sons of the prophets. ³⁹ And one went out into the field, to gather herbs, and found a vine in the field, and gathered thereof wild gourds, his lap full, and came in, and sliced them into the pot; for they knew them not.

¹⁴ Then answered Amos, and said unto Amaziah, No prophet, was I,––nor the son of a prophet, was I,––but, a herdman, was I, and a preparer of sycamore fruit;

¹⁶ And he used to long to be filled with the pods which the swine were eating; and, no man, was giving unto him.

¹² Though thou till the ground, it shall not go on to give its vigour to thee,––A wanderer and a fugitive, shalt thou be in the earth.
¹³ And Cain said unto Yahweh––Greater is my punishment than I can bear. ¹⁴ Lo! thou has driven me out, this day, from off the face of the ground, And, from thy face, shall I be hid,––So shall I become a wanderer and a fugitive in the earth, And it shall come to pass, whosoever findeth me, will slay me.

¹⁰ Let his children, wander about, and beg, Let them be driven out of their ruins;

²⁵ That, thee, are they going to drive forth from among men, and, along with the wild beasts of the field, shall be thy dwelling, and, grass––like oxen, will they suffer, thee, to eat, and, with the dew of the heavens, will they suffer, thee, to be drenched, and, seven seasons, shall pass over thee,––until that thou come to know, that the Most High, hath dominion, over the kingdom of men, and, to whomsoever he pleaesth, he giveth it.

³² And, from among men, are they going to drive, thee, forth, and, with the wild beast of the field, shall be thy dwelling, grass––like oxen, will they suffer, thee, to eat, and, seven seasons, shall pass over thee,––until that thou come to know that the Most High, hath dominion, over the kingdom of men, and, to whomsoever he pleaseth, he giveth it. ³³ Immediately, the word, was fulfilled upon Nebuchadnezzar, and, from among men, was he driven forth, and, grass––like oxen, did he eat, and, with the dew of the heavens, his body was drenched,––until that, his hair, like to eagles’ feathers, was grown, and his nails, like birds’ claws.

² and the hand of Midian prevailed against Israel,––because of Midian, did the sons of Israel prepare for themselves the hollows which were in the mountains, and the caves, and the strongholds.

¹ David therefore departed thence, and escaped, into the cave of Adullam,––and, when his brethren and all the household of his father heard it, they went down unto him, thither. ² And there gathered themselves unto him––every one that was in distress, and every one that had a creditor, and every one embittered in soul, and he came to be over them as a prince,––and there were with him, about four hundred men.

¹⁹ And they shall enter, into the holes of the rocks, and, into the caves of clay,––Because of the terribleness of Yahweh, And for his majestic, splendour, When he ariseth to shake terribly the earth.

¹⁵ And, the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rulers of thousands, and the rich, and the mighty, and every bondman and freeman, hid themselves within the caves and within the rocks of the mountains;

¹² But, he, will be a wild ass of a man, his hand, against every one, and, every one’s hand, against him––yet, in presence of all his brethren, shall he have his habitation.

⁵ Doth the wild ass bray over grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

¹² But, an empty person, will get sense, when, a wild ass’s colt, is born a man!

¹⁸ And he walked in the way of the kings of Israel, just as did the house of Ahab, for, a daughter of Ahab, became his wife,––and he did the thing that was wicked in the eyes of Yahweh.

²⁷ And he walked in the way of the house of Ahab, and did the thing that was wicked in the eyes of Yahweh, like the house of Ahab,––for, son–in–law of the house of Ahab, was, he.

³ He too, walked in the ways of the house of Ahab,––for, his mother, became his counselor, to work lawlessness.

⁴ Lo! I am of no account, what shall I reply to thee? My hand, have I laid on my mouth:

⁴ Despised in his sight, is the reprobate, but, them who revere Yahweh, he doth honour, he hath sworn to his neighbour, and will not change;

¹⁰ For it is seen that, the wise, die, Together with the dullard, and the brutish, do they perish, And leave, to others, their wealth: ¹¹ Their, inward thought, is that their houses are for times age–abiding, Their habitations, for generation after generation,––They give their own names unto lands! ¹² But, a son of earth, though wealthy, cannot tarry, He hath made himself a by–word––Beasts, they resemble: ¹³ This, their way, is a folly to them, And yet, their followers, with their mouth, approve. [Selah.]

⁷ The reverence of Yahweh, is the beginning of knowledge, Wisdom and correction, the foolish have despised.

²² How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and, scoffers, in scoffing, delight them? and, dullards, hate knowledge?

²² A well–spring of life, is discretion to its owner, but, the correction of the foolish, is folly.

⁶ For, a base man, with baseness, will speak, And, his heart, will practise iniquity,––Practising profanity, And speaking, against Yahweh that which misleadeth, Emptying the soul of the hungry, And, the drink of the thirsty, he causeth to fail;

¹⁸ The children, gather wood, and, The fathers, kindle the fire, and, The women, knead dough,––To make sacrificial cakes, to the queen of the heavens, And to pour out drink–offerings, to other, gods, Provoking me to anger!

²⁴ And, going out, she said unto her mother––What shall I ask? and she said––The head of John the Immerser;

⁶ But he hath set me, as the byword of peoples, And, one to be spit on in the face, do I become.

¹⁴ Thou dost make us, A by–word among the nations,––A shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹¹ When I have made my clothing of sackcloth, Then have I served them for a by–word; ¹² They who sit in the gate talk against me,––And [against me are] the songs of them who imbibe strong drink.

¹⁴ I have become a derision to all my people, their song all the day;

⁶³ On their downsitting and their uprising, do thou look, I, am their song.

¹⁴ And Yahweh said unto Moses: If, her own father, had, but spat, in her face, would she not have acknowledged the shame for seven days? Let her shut herself up for seven days, outside the camp, and, afterwards, let her be received back.

⁹ Then shall his brother’s wife come near unto him in the presence of the elders, and draw his shoe from off his foot, and spit in his face,––and respond and say, Thus, shall it be done unto the man who will not build up the house of his brother.

¹³ My Brethren––from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me; ¹⁴ Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me;

¹⁹ All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;

⁶ For this cause, I tremble and repent, on dust and ashes.

⁸ Thou hast far removed mine acquaintances from me,––Thou hast made me an abomination unto them, Shut up, and I cannot go forth!

⁷ All the brethren of a poor man, hate him, how much more have, his friends, gone far from him, he may hunt up promises––there are none.

⁶ My back, gave I to smiters, and, My cheeks, to them who pulled out the beard,––My face, hid I not, from insult and spitting.

⁸ And I sent off three shepherds, in one month,––for impatient was my soul with them, moreover also, their soul, felt a loathing against me.

⁵⁶ But, this, hath, wholly, come to pass, that, the Scriptures of the prophets, may be fulfilled. Then, the disciples, all forsaking him, fled.

⁶⁷ Then, spat they into his face, and buffeted him; and, others, struck him smartly,

³⁰ And, spitting upon him, they took the reed, and began striking upon his head.

²¹ I was full when I departed, but, empty, am I brought back of Yahweh,––wherefore should ye call me Naomi, when, Yahweh, hath given answer against me, and, the Almighty, hath crushed me?

⁵ And, when King David had come as far as Bahurim, lo! from thence a man coming out, of the family of the house of Saul, whose name, was Shimei son of Gera, coming out and cursing as he came. ⁶ And he pelted, with stones, David and all the servants of King David,––all the people, and all the mighty men, being on his right hand and on his left. ⁷ And, thus, said Shimei, when he cursed,––Out! Out! thou man of bloodshed, and man of the Abandoned One! ⁸ Yahweh, hath brought back upon thee, all the shed–blood of the house of Saul, in whose stead thou hast reigned, and Yahweh hath delivered the kingdom into the hand of Absolom thy son,––and, here thou art, in thy ruin, for that, a man of bloodshed, thou art.

¹⁸ The fetters of kings, He looseth, or hath bound a slave’s waistcloth about their loins:

²¹ Pouring contempt upon nobles, and, the girdle of the mighty, hath He loosed:

⁹ Do not ye become like a horse, like a mule, without discernment,––With the bit and bridle of his mouth, [hast thou] to restrain him,––He will not come near unto thee.

²¹ Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!

⁶⁷ Then, spat they into his face, and buffeted him; and, others, struck him smartly, ⁶⁸ saying––Prophesy unto us, O Christ! Who is he that struck thee?

³⁹ And, they who were passing by, were reviling him, shaking their heads, ⁴⁰ and saying––The man that taketh down the Temple and in three days buildeth it! Save, thyself! If thou art God’s, Son, come down from the cross. ⁴¹ Likewise, the High–priests, [also], mocking, with the Scribes and Elders, were saying: Others, he saved,––Himself, he cannot save: ⁴² Israel’s King, he is! Let him come down, now, from the cross,––and we will believe on him! ⁴³ He hath put confidence upon God, Let him rescue him, now, if he desireth him; for he said, I am, God’s Son. ⁴⁴ And, the same thing, the robbers also, who were crucified with him, were casting in his teeth.

²⁶ If any thinketh he is observant of religion, not curbing his own tongue, but deceiving his own heart, this one’s, religious observance is, vain:

¹² Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent;

¹⁸ Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me;

⁴ Keep me, O Yahweh, from the hands of the lawless one, From the man of violence, wilt thou preserve me,––who have devised, to thrust at my steps: ⁵ The proud have hidden a snare for me, and, cords, have they spread as a net beside the track, Snares, have they set for me. [Selah.]

²⁶ For, whom, thou thyself, hadst smitten, they pursued, And, unto the pain of thy wounded ones, they must needs add.

¹² My people! children, are their tyrants, And, women, rule over them,––My people! they who should lead thee forward, are causing thee to stray, Thy pathways, have they destroyed.

¹⁵ And, with a great displeasure, am I displeased with the careless nations,––in that, when, I, was displeased (for) a little, then, they, helped forward the calamity,

¹⁶ Who were snatched away before the time, and, a stream, washed away their foundation?

⁴ The meshes of death encompassed me, The torrents of perdition, made me afraid;

¹⁴ Rescue me out of the mire, lest I sink, Let me be rescued, From my haters, and, From abysses of waters: ¹⁵ Let not a flood of waters overflow me, And let not the depth swallow me up, Neither let the well close, over me, her mouth.

⁷ now therefore, lo! the Lord is about to bring up against them, the waters, strong and many, of the River[=Euphrates], even the king of Assyria, and all his glory,––and he shall rise over all his channels, and flow over all his banks; ⁸ and roll on throughout Judah––overflow and pass along, till, unto the neck, he shall reach,––and it shall be, that, the stretching out of his wings, shall fill the breadth of thy land, O Immanuel!

²⁵ For, a dread, I dreaded, and it hath come upon me, and, that from which I shrank, hath overtaken me.

⁴ For, the arrows of the Almighty, are in me, The heat whereof, my spirit is drinking up, The, terrors of GOD, array themselves against me.

⁹ A cloud faileth, and is gone, So, he that descendeth to hades, shall not come up:

¹⁴ Then thou scarest me with dreams, and, by visions, dost thou terrify me:

²⁷ If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will lay aside my sad countenance, and brighten up, ²⁸ I am afraid of all my pains, I know, that thou wilt not pronounce me innocent.

¹⁶ When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvelous against me.

²³ For, a dread unto me, was calamity from GOD, and, from his majesty, I could not escape.

⁴ My heart, would writhe within me, And, the terrors of Death, have fallen upon me: ⁵ Fear and trembling, would enter me, And there would have overwhelmed me––a horror!

¹⁵ Afflicted have I been, and dying, from youth, I have borne the terror of thee––I shall be distracted!

²² O Israel, thou shalt not be forgotten of me. I have wiped out, As with a thick cloud, thy transgressions, And as with a broad cloud, thy sins,––Return unto me, for I have redeemed thee.

⁴ What can I do unto thee, O Ephraim? What can I do unto thee, O Judah? for, your lovingkindness, is like a morning cloud, yea, like the dew, early departing!

³ Therefore, shall they become like the morning cloud, and like the dew early departing,––like chaff storm–driven out of the threshing–floor, and like smoke out of a chimney.

¹⁵ And Hannah responded and said––Nay! my lord; A woman depressed in spirit, am I: neither wine nor strong drink, have I drunk,––but I poured out my soul, before Yahweh.

²⁴ For, in the face of my food, my sighing, cometh in, and, poured out like the water, are my groans:

¹⁴ Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones,––My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;

¹² For there have closed in upon me, misfortunes beyond number, Mine iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see, They have become more than the hairs of my head, And, my courage, hath forsaken me!

⁴ These things, I keep calling to mind, and pouring out, over me, my own soul, For I used to cross over with a crowd, Lead them in procession up to the house of God, With the voice of shouting and praise,––a throng keeping festival.

¹² Therefore, will I give him a portion in the great, And, the strong, shall he apportion as spoil, Because he poured out, to death, his own soul, And, with transgressors, let himself be numbered,––Yea, he, the sin of Many, bare, And, for transgressors, interposeth.

⁴ As soon as I lie down, I say, When shall I arise? yet he lengtheneth out the evening, and I am wearied with tossings until the breeze of twilight.

¹⁹ Or he is chastised with pain, upon his bed, and, the strife of his bones, is unceasing! ²⁰ So that his life maketh loathsome [his] food, and his soul, dainty meat; ²¹ His flesh wasteth away out of sight, and bared are the bones once unseen;

² Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh,––for dismayed are my bones: ³ Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh––how long? ⁴ Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness; ⁵ For, in death, is no remembrance of thee,––In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? ⁶ I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch,––With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

² My God! I keep crying––By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.

² For, thine arrows, have sunk down into me, and thy hand, presseth heavily upon me. ³ There is no soundness in my flesh, By reason of thine indignation, There is no peace in my bones, By reason of my sin; ⁴ For, mine iniquities, have passed over my head, Like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me: ⁵ My wounds are of bad odour––they have festered, by reason of my folly: ⁶ I am bent, I am bowed down very low. All the day, have I gloomily walked; ⁷ For, my loins, are filled with inflammation, and there is no soundness in my flesh: ⁸ I am benumbed and crushed exceedingly,––I have cried aloud because of the groaning of my heart.

¹³ I cried out, until morning, like a lion, Thus, will he break all my bones! From day until night, Thou wilt finish me!

⁷ So the accuser went forth from the presence of Yahweh,––and smote Job with a sore boil, from the sole of his foot, unto his crown.

⁵ My flesh is clothed with worms and a coating of dust, My skin, hath hardened, and then run afresh:

²⁰ Unto my skin and unto my flesh, have my bones cleaved, and I have escaped with the akin of my teeth.

⁵ My wounds are of bad odour––they have festered, by reason of my folly:

⁵ Why should ye be smitten any more? Ye would again, turn aside! The whole head is sick, And the whole heart faint: ⁶ From the sole of the foot, even unto the head, there is in it no soundness, Bruise and stripe and newly–made wound,––They have not been pressed out, nor bound up, nor soothed with oil.

²⁷ And Abraham responded, and said,––Behold, I pray thee, I have ventured to speak unto My Lord, though, I, am dust and ashes:

⁸ And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.

³¹ Then, in a ditch, wouldst thou plunge me, and mine own clothes should abhor me:

¹ [To the Chief Musician. On "The Lilies." David’s.]
Save me, O God, For waters have entered as far as the life; ² I have sunk in deep swamp, Where there is no place to stand, I have come into abysses of waters, Where a flood hath overflowed me;

¹⁴ Rescue me out of the mire, lest I sink, Let me be rescued, From my haters, and, From abysses of waters:

⁶ Then took they Jeremiah, and cast him into the dungeon of Malchiah son of the king, which was in the guard–court, and they let Jeremiah down with ropes,––now, in the dungeon, was no, water, only mire, so Jeremiah sank, in the mire.

⁷ Lo! I cry––out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication;

⁹ His outcry, will GOD hear, when there cometh upon him distress?

⁴ O Yahweh, God of hosts! How long hast thou been wroth with the prayer of thy people? ⁵ Thou hast fed them with the food of tears, And hast caused them to drink the water of weeping in threefold abundance.

⁸ Yea, when I make outcry and implore, he hath shut out my prayer;

⁴⁴ Thou hast screened thyself with the clouds, that prayer, should not pass through;

²³ But, he, answered her no a word. And his disciples, coming forward began requesting him, saying––Dismiss her, because she is crying out after us.

⁹ That it would please GOD to crush me, That he would set free his hand, and cut me off!

²⁰ I have sinned, What can I do for thee, thou watcher of men? Wherefore hast thou set me as thine object of attack, or have I become, unto thee, a burden? ²¹ And why wilt thou not remove my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For, now, in the dust, should I lie down, and thou shouldst seek me diligently, and I should not be.

³ Is it seemly in thee, that thou shouldst oppress? that thou shouldst despise the labour of thine own hand, when, upon the counsel of the lawless, thou hast shone?

¹⁴ If I have sinned, then couldst thou watch me, and, from mine iniquity, thou wouldst not acquit me: ¹⁵ If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation. ¹⁶ When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvelous against me. ¹⁷ Thou renewest thy witnesses before me, and dost increase thy vexation with me, Relays––yea an army, is with me.

²⁵ A driven leaf, wilt thou cause to tremble? Or, dry stubble, wilt thou pursue? ²⁶ For thou writest, against me, bitter things, and dost make me inherit the iniquities of my youth; ²⁷ And thou dost put––in the stocks––my feet, and observest all my paths, Against the roots of my feet, thou dost cut out a bound; ²⁸ And, a man himself, as a rotten thing, weareth out, as a garment which the moth hath eaten.

⁹ His anger, hath torn and persecuted me, He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth, Mine adversary, hath sharpened his eyes for me. ¹⁰ They have gaped upon me with their mouth, With reproach, have they smitten my cheek, Together, against me, have they closed their ranks. ¹¹ GOD doth abandon me to him that is perverse, and, into the hands of the lawless, he throweth me headlong. ¹² At ease, was I when he shattered me, Yea he seized me by my neck, and dashed me in pieces, then set me up for himself as a mark: ¹³ His archers came round against me, He clave asunder my reins, and spared not, He poured out, on the earth, my gall: ¹⁴ He made a breach in me, breach upon breach, He ran upon me, like a mighty man.

⁶ Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me. ⁷ Lo! I cry––out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication;
⁸ My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest; ⁹ My glory––from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head;

²² Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied?

⁶ Would he, with fulness of might, contend with me? Nay, surely, he, would give heed to me!

⁷ For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more? ⁸ Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation? ⁹ Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? [Selah.]

¹³ Thine is an arm with might, Strong is thy hand, High is thy right hand;

¹⁴ All thy lovers, have forgotten thee, Thyself, do they not seek,––For, With the wounding of an enemy, have I wounded thee, With the correction of one who is cruel, Because of the abounding of, thine iniquity, [Because] numerous, have been thy sins.

⁶ Be made lowly, therefore, under the strong hand of God, that he may lift, you, up in due time,––

¹⁷ For, with a tempest, would he fall upon me, and would multiply my wounds without need;

¹⁸ They become as straw before the wind, and as chaff, which the storm stealeth away.

²¹ An east wind shall lift him up, and he shall depart, and it shall sweep him away out of his place;

⁴ Not so, the lawless,––but as chaff which is driven about by the wind:

¹⁰ Then he rode on a cherub, and flew, and darted on the wings of the wind;

³ Building, in the waters, his upper chambers,––Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind;

¹³ Though nations, like the rushing of many waters, shall rush, Yet shall one rebuke him, And he shall flee far away,––And be chased, As the chaff of the mountains before a wind, And as whirling stubble, before a storm!

¹¹ At that time, shall it be said of this people and of Jerusalem,––The sharp wind of the bare heights in the desert, cometh towards the daughter of my people,––not to winnow, nor to cleanse. ¹² A wind too strong for these, cometh in for me. Now, will, I also, pronounce sentences upon them:

² A third part, in the fire, shalt thou burn, in the midst of the city, when the days of the siege, are fulfilled,––and thou shalt take a third part, thou shalt smite it with the cuting instrument, round about it, and, a third part, shalt thou scatter to the wind, and, a sword, will I make bare after them;

¹⁹ The wind hath bound her up in its wings,––that they may be ashamed, because of their sacrifices.

¹⁹ In the sweat of thy face, shalt thou eat bread, until thou return to the ground, because, therefrom, wast thou taken,––For, dust, thou art, And, unto dust, shalt thou return.

¹⁴ For, when we, die, we become as water poured on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again,––therefore doth God not take away the life, but deviseth plans so as not to thrust out from him, a fugitive.

¹⁹ Small and great, there, they are, and, the slave, is free from his master.

²² One thing, there is, for which cause, I have said it, The blameless and the lawless, he bringeth to an end.

⁸ Thine own hands, shaped me, and made me, all in unison round about, and yet thou hast confounded me.

⁵ If determined am his days, the number of his months, is with thee, Fixed times for him, thou hast appointed and he cannot go beyond.

³³ Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent–bed,––and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.

⁸ No man, hath power over the spirit, to retain the spirit, and, none, hath power over the day of death, and there is no furlough in war,––neither shall lawlessness deliver them who are given thereto.

⁵ For, the living, knew that they should die,––but, the dead, knew not, anything, neither had they any longer a reward, because forgotten was their memory.

⁵ Yea, at what is high, they be in fear, and there be, terrors, in the way, and the almond be rejected, and the grasshopper drag itself along, and desire perish,––for man is going to his age–abiding home, when the wailers shall go round in the streets; ⁶ Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken,––or the bucket by the fountain be shivered, or the wheel at the well be broken; ⁷ And the dust return to the earth, as it was,––and, the spirit, return unto God, who gave it.

²⁷ And, inasmuch as it is in store for men––once for all to die, but after this, judgment,

³¹ So, perish all thine enemies, O Yahweh, But be, they who love him, as the going forth of the sun, in his might! And the land had rest forty years.

²⁵ Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!

⁴ They turn aside the needy out of the way, at once, are the humbled of the land made to hide themselves.

¹⁶ If I withheld––from pleasure––the poor, or, the eyes of the widow, I dimmed; ¹⁷ Or, used to eat my morsel alone, so that the fatherless did not eat thereof; ¹⁸ Surely, from my youth, he grew up to me, as to a father, and, from my birth, I acted as guide to her: ¹⁹ If I saw one perishing for lack of clothing, or that the needy had no covering; ²⁰ If his loins did not bless me, or if, with the fleece of my lambs, he did not warm himself; ²¹ If I shook––against the fatherless––my hand, when I saw, in the gate, his need of my help,

¹ [To the Chief Musician. On the Octave. A Melody of David.]
O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

¹³ But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return: ¹⁴ Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.

²¹ He that sheweth contempt for his neighbour, sinneth, but, he that sheweth favour to the afflicted, how happy is he!

³¹ The oppressor of the poor, hath reproached his Maker, but he that sheweth favour to the needy, is one who, holdeth Him in honour.

⁵ He that mocketh the poor, hath reproached his Maker, He that maketh merry at distress, shall not be held innocent.

¹⁷ A lender to Yahweh, is one who sheweth favour to the poor, and, his good deed, He will pay him back.

⁸ He that increaseth his substance by interest and profit, for one ready to favour the poor, doth gather it.

⁷ Is it not to break, unto the hungry, thy bread, And, the thrust–out oppressed, that thou bring into a home,––When thou seest one naked, that thou cover him, And, from thine own flesh, shalt not hide thyself?
⁸ Then, shall break forth, as the dawn, thy light, And, thy new flesh, shall, speedily, grow,––Then shall go, before thee, thy righteousness, The glory of Yahweh, shall bring up thy rear:

¹⁷ But, if ye will not hear it, In secret places, shall my soul weep, Because of the pride,––And mine eye, shall flow over, and run down, with tears, Because captive, hath been taken the flock of Yahweh.

²⁰ Shall, evil, be recompensed, for, good? For they have digged a pit for my life,––Remember how I stood before thee, To speak, in their behalf, what was good! To turn back thine indignation from them.

²⁷ Wherefore, O king, let, my counsel, be pleasing unto thee, thy sin, then,––by righteousness, break thou off, and, thine iniquities, by shewing favour to the oppressed,––if so be it may become the lengthening out of thy security.

⁴¹ And, when he drew near, beholding the city, he wept over it, saying––

³⁵ Jesus wept.

¹⁵ Rejoice with them that rejoice, weep with them that weep:

⁹ Even as it is written––He hath scattered abroad, he hath given to the needy,––his righteousness, abideth to futurity.

²⁵ For, a dread, I dreaded, and it hath come upon me, and, that from which I shrank, hath overtaken me. ²⁶ I was not careless, nor was I secure, nor had I settled down,––when there came––consternation!

⁶ The light, hath darkened in his tent, Yea, his lamp above him, goeth out;

¹⁸ Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him;

⁸ My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;

¹⁷ Because I was not cut off before the darkness, nor, before my face, did the gloom form a shroud.

¹⁸ Then said I, Like a stem, shall I grow old, yea, as the sand, shall I multiply days:

¹¹ Light, is sown for the righteous one, And, for the upright in heart, rejoicing:

¹⁰ Who, among you, revereth Yahweh, Hearkening unto the voice of his Servant,––That hath walked in dark places, And hath had no gleam of light? Let him trust in the name of Yahweh, And lean upon his God.

¹⁵ A waiting, For prosperity, but no, welfare,––For a time of healing, but lo! terror.

¹⁹ Hast thou, utterly rejected, Judah? Zion itself, hath thy soul loathed? Why, hast thou smitten us, so that there is for us no, healing? A waiting For prosperity, but no, welfare, and, For a time of healing, but lo! terror!

¹⁸ Wherefore, hath my pain become, perpetual? And my wound, incurable? Refuseth to be healed? Wilt thou, indeed be, to me [As a brook] that disappointeth, Waters that cannot be trusted?

¹² Though the inhabitress of Maroth waited for blessing,––yet there came down calamity from Yahweh, to the gate of Jerusalem.

⁴ In thee, trusted our fathers, They trusted, and thou didst deliver them;

¹⁹ My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart, My heart beateth aloud to me, I cannot be still! For, the sound of a horn, hast thou heard, O my soul, The loud shout of war!

²⁰ Was Ephraim, a very precious son to me? Was he a most delightful, child? For, as often as I have spoken against him, I have, remembered, him, again! For this cause, have my affections been deeply moved for him, I must have, compassion, upon him, Declareth Yahweh.

²⁰ See, O Yahweh, that I am in distress, Mine inward parts, are in ferment, My heart is turned within me, for I have obstinately rebelled,––Without, bereaveth the sword, Within, is like death,

¹¹ Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people,––when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.

⁶ I am bent, I am bowed down very low. All the day, have I gloomily walked;

⁹ I will say onto GOD,––my rock, Wherefore hast thou forgotten me? Wherefore in gloom should I go, because of oppression by the enemy?

² For, thou, art my defending God––Wherefore hast thou rejected me? Wherefore in gloom should I wander, because of the oppression of an enemy?

³ Despised was he, and forsaken of men, Man of pains, and familiar with sickness,––Yea, like one from whom the face is hidden, Despised, and we esteemed him not.
⁴ Yet surely, our sicknesses, he, carried, And, as for our pains, he bare the burden of them,––But, we, accounted him stricken, Smitten of God, and humbled.

¹ I, am the man, that hath seen affliction, by the rod of his indignation; ² Me, hath he driven out and brought into darkness, and not light; ³ Surely, against me, doth he again and again, turn his hand all the day.

¹⁴ To corruption, have exclaimed, My father, thou! My mother! and My sister! to the worm.

¹⁹ That thou shouldst have crushed us down in the place of wild dogs, And covered us over with a deadly shadow.

⁶ I am like the pelican of the desert, I have become as an owl among ruins.

²¹ Then shall lie down, there, wild beasts, And filled, shall be their houses, with, owls,––Then shall inhabit there, the ostrich, And, shaggy creatures, shall dance there. ²² And jackals, shall answer, in their citadels, And, wild dogs, in their voluptuous palaces,––And near to come, is, her time, And, her days, shall not be delayed.

¹⁴ As a twittering swallow, so, do I chatter, I coo as a dove,––Mine eyes languish, through looking on high, O My Lord! distress is upon me––my Surety!

⁸ For this cause, will I lament and howl, I will go stript and bare,––I will make a lamentation, like the wild dogs, and a mourning, like ostriches.

³ And, Esau, have I hated,–– and made his mountains a desolation, and his inheritance [a dwelling] for the jackals of the wilderness.

³ For, consumed in smoke, are my days, And, my bones, like a burning mass, are scorched through;

⁸³ Though I have been like a wineskin in the smoke, thy statutes, have I not forgotten.

⁴ He hath worn out my flesh and my skin, hath broken my bones;

⁸ Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets––Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.

¹⁰ Our skin, as with a furnace, is scorched, because of the hot winds of famine.

¹ By the rivers of Babylon, there, we sat down, yea we wept––when we remembered Zion: ² Upon the willows––in the midst thereof, hanged we our lyres: ³ For, there, our captors asked of us words of song, and our plunderers––gladness,––Sing us of the songs of Zion! ⁴ How shall we sing the song of Yahweh, on a foreign soil?

⁴ A time to weep, and a time to laugh,––A time to wail, and a time to dance for joy;

⁴ My heart fluttereth, A horror, terrifieth me,––My twilight of pleasure, hath he turned for me into a time of trembling.

¹² And, when My Lord Yahweh of hosts called, in that day,––for weeping, and for lamentation, and for shaving bare, and for girding with sackcloth,

⁷ Mourneth, the new wine, Withereth, the vine,––Sighing, are all the merryhearted: ⁸ Ceased, hath the mirth of timbrels, Ended, is the noise of the uproarious,––Ceased, hath the mirth of the lyre: ⁹ With a song, they drink not wine,––Bitter, is strong drink, to them who drink it:

¹⁵ Ceased hath the joy of our hearts, Changed to mourning, our dance.

¹⁸ Then the king departed to his palace, and spent the night fasting, and no, table, was brought in before him,––and, his sleep, fled from him.