Job 17
1 मेरा प्राण नाश हुआ चाहता है, मेरे दिन पूरे हो चुके हैं; मेरे लिये कब्र तैयार है।
2 निश्चय जो मेरे संग हैं वह ठट्ठा करने वाले हैं, और उनका झगड़ा रगड़ा मुझे लगातार दिखाई देता है।
3 जमानत दे अपने और मेरे बीच में तू ही जामिन हो; कौन है जो मेरे हाथ पर हाथ मारे?
4 तू ने इनका मन समझने से रोका है, इस कारण तू इन को प्रबल न करेगा।
5 जो अपने मित्रों को चुगली खाकर लुटा देता, उसके लड़कों की आंखें रह जाएंगी।
6 उसने ऐसा किया कि सब लोग मेरी उपमा देते हैं; और लोग मेरे मुंह पर थूकते हैं।
7 खेद के मारे मेरी आंखों में घुंघलापन छा गया है, और मेरे सब अंग छाया की नाईं हो गए हैं।
8 इसे देखकर सीधे लोग चकित होते हैं, और जो निर्दोष हैं, वह भक्तिहीन के विरुद्ध उभरते हैं।
9 तौभी धमीं लोग अपना मार्ग पकड़े रहेंगे, और शुद्ध काम करने वाले सामर्थ्य पर सामर्थ्य पाते जाएंगे।
10 तुम सब के सब मेरे पास आओ तो आओ, परन्तु मुझे तुम लोगों में एक भी बुद्धिमान न मिलेगा।
11 मेरे दिन तो बीत चुके, और मेरी मनसाएं मिट गई, और जो मेरे मन में था, वह नाश हुआ है।
12 वे रात को दिन ठहराते; वे कहते हैं, अन्धियारे के निकट उजियाला है।
13 यदि मेरी आशा यह हो कि अधोलोक मेरा धाम होगा, यदि मैं ने अन्धियारे में अपना बिछौना बिछा लिया है,
14 यदि मैं ने सड़ाहट से कहा कि तू मेरा पिता है, और कीड़े से, कि तू मेरी मां, और मेरी बहिन है,
15 तो मेरी आशा कहां रही? और मेरी आशा किस के देखने में आएगी?
16 वह तो अधोलोक में उतर जाएगी, और उस समेत मुझे भी मिट्टी में विश्राम मिलेगा।
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
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.