Job 10
1 मेरा प्राण जीवित रहने से उकताता है; मैं स्वतंत्रता पूर्वक कुड़कुड़ाऊंगा; और मैं अपने मन की कड़वाहट के मारे बातें करूंगा।
2 मैं ईश्वर से कहूंगा, मुझे दोषी न ठहरा; मुझे बता दे, कि तू किस कारण मुझ से मुक़द्दमा लड़ता है?
3 क्या तुझे अन्धेर करना, और दुष्टों की युक्ति को सफल कर के अपने हाथों के बनाए हुए को निकम्मा जानना भला लगता है?
4 क्या तेरी देहधारियों की सी आंखें है? और क्या तेरा देखना मनुष्य का सा है?
5 क्या तेरे दिन मनुष्य के दिन के समान हैं, वा तेरे वर्ष पुरुष के समयों के तुल्य हैं,
6 कि तू मेरा अधर्म ढूंढ़ता, और मेरा पाप पूछता है?
7 तुझे तो मालूम ही है, कि मैं दुष्ट नहीं हूँ, और तेरे हाथ से कोई छुड़ाने वाला नहीं!
8 तू ने अपने हाथों से मुझे ठीक रचा है और जोड़कर बनाया है; तौभी मुझे नाश किए डालता है।
9 स्मरण कर, कि तू ने मुझ को गून्धी हुई मिट्टी की नाईं बनाया, क्या तू मुझे फिर धूल में मिलाएगा?
10 क्या तू ने मुझे दूध की नाईं उंडेलकर, और दही के समान जमाकर नहीं बनाया?
11 फिर तू ने मुझ पर चमड़ा और मांस चढ़ाया और हड्डियां और नसें गूंथकर मुझे बनाया है।
12 तू ने मुझे जीवन दिया, और मुझ पर करुणा की है; और तेरी चौकसी से मेरे प्राण की रक्षा हई है।
13 तौभी तू ने ऐसी बातों को अपने मन में छिपा रखा; मैं तो जान गया, कि तू ने ऐसा ही करने को ठाना था।
14 जो मैं पाप करूं, तो तू उसका लेखा लेगा; और अधर्म करने पर मुझे निर्दोष न ठहराएगा।
15 जो मैं दुष्टता करूं तो मुझ पर हाय! और जो मैं धमीं बनूं तौभी मैं सिर न उठाऊंगा, क्योंकि मैं अपमान से भरा हुआ हूं और अपने दु:ख पर ध्यान रखता हूँ।
16 और चाहे सिर उठाऊं तौभी तू सिंह की नाईं मेरा अहेर करता है, और फिर मेरे विरुद्ध आश्चर्यकर्म करता है।
17 तू मेरे साम्हने अपने नये नये साक्षी ले आता है, और मुझ पर अपना क्रोध बढ़ाता है; और मुझ पर सेना पर सेना चढ़ाई करती है।
18 तू ने मुझे गर्भ से क्यों निकाला? नहीं तो मैं वहीं प्राण छोड़ता, और कोई मुझे देखने भी न पाता।
19 मेरा होना न होने के समान होता, और पेट ही से क़ब्र को पहुंचाया जाता।
20 क्या मेरे दिन थोड़े नहीं? मुझे छोड़ दे, और मेरी ओर से मुंह फेर ले, कि मेरा मन थोड़ा शान्त हो जाए
21 इस से पहिले कि मैं वहां जाऊं, जहां से फिर न लौटूंगा, अर्थात अन्धियारे और घोर अन्धकार के देश में, जहां अन्धकार ही अन्धकार है;
22 और मृत्यु के अन्धकार का देश जिस में सब कुछ गड़बड़ है; और जहां प्रकाश भी ऐसा है जैसा अन्धकार।
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
3 Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,
6 That thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
1 Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said,
2 Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge?
3 Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.
4 Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding.
5 Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it?
6 Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the corner stone thereof;
7 When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
8 Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it brake forth, as if it had issued out of the womb?
9 When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a swaddlingband for it,
10 And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors,
11 And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed?
12 Hast thou commanded the morning since thy days; and caused the dayspring to know his place;
13 That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, that the wicked might be shaken out of it?
14 It is turned as clay to the seal; and they stand as a garment.
15 And from the wicked their light is withholden, and the high arm shall be broken.
16 Hast thou entered into the springs of the sea? or hast thou walked in the search of the depth?
17 Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death?
18 Hast thou perceived the breadth of the earth? declare if thou knowest it all.
19 Where is the way where light dwelleth? and as for darkness, where is the place thereof,
20 That thou shouldest take it to the bound thereof, and that thou shouldest know the paths to the house thereof?
21 Knowest thou it, because thou wast then born? or because the number of thy days is great?
22 Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail,
23 Which I have reserved against the time of trouble, against the day of battle and war?
24 By what way is the light parted, which scattereth the east wind upon the earth?
25 Who hath divided a watercourse for the overflowing of waters, or a way for the lightning of thunder;
26 To cause it to rain on the earth, where no man is; on the wilderness, wherein there is no man;
27 To satisfy the desolate and waste ground; and to cause the bud of the tender herb to spring forth?
28 Hath the rain a father? or who hath begotten the drops of dew?
29 Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it?
30 The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
31 Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion?
32 Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?
33 Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? canst thou set the dominion thereof in the earth?
34 Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of waters may cover thee?
35 Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, and say unto thee, Here we are?
36 Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart?
37 Who can number the clouds in wisdom? or who can stay the bottles of heaven,
38 When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together?
39 Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions,
40 When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait?
41 Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry unto God, they wander for lack of meat.