Job 27

NEW JERUSALEM	VULGATA
1 And Job continued his solemn discourse. He said:	1 Addidit quoque Job, assumens parabolam suam, et dixit :
2 I swear by the living God who denies me justice, by Shaddai who has fil ed me with bitterness,	2 Vivit Deus, qui abstulit judicium meum, et Omnipotens, qui ad amaritudinem adduxit animam meam.
3 that as long as a shred of life is left in me, and the breath of God breathes in my nostrils,	3 Quia donec superest halitus in me, et spiritus Dei in naribus meis,
4 my lips wil never speak evil nor my tongue utter any lie.	4 non loquentur labia mea iniquitatem, nec lingua mea meditabitur mendacium.
5 Far from admitting you to be in the right, I shal maintain my integrity to my dying day.	5 Absit a me ut justos vos esse judicem : donec deficiam, non recedam ab innocentia mea.
6 I take my stand on my uprightness, I shal not stir: in my heart I need not be ashamed of my days.	6 Justificationem meam, quam cœpi tenere, non deseram : neque enim reprehendit me cor meum in omni vita mea.
7 Let my enemy meet the fate of the wicked, my adversary, the lot of the evil-doer!	7 Sit ut impius, inimicus meus, et adversarius meus quasi iniquus.
8 For what hope does the godless have when he prays and raises his soul to God?	8 Quæ est enim spes hypocritæ, si avare rapiat, et non liberet Deus animam ejus ?
9 Is God likely to hear his cries when disaster descends on him?	9 Numquid Deus audiet clamorem ejus, cum venerit super eum angustia ?
10 Did he make Shaddai al his delight, calling on him at every turn?	10 aut poterit in Omnipotente delectari, et invocare Deum omni tempore ?
11 But I am showing you the way that God works, making no secret of Shaddai's designs.	11 Docebo vos per manum Dei quæ Omnipotens habeat, nec abscondam.
12 And if you had al understood them for yourselves, you would not have wasted your breath in emptywords.	12 Ecce vos omnes nostis : et quid sine causa vana loquimini ?
13 This is the fate that God assigns to the wicked, the inheritance that the violent receive from Shaddai.	13 Hæc est pars hominis impii apud Deum, et hæreditas violentorum, quam ob Omnipotente suscipient.
14 Though he have many children, it is but for the sword; his descendants will never have enough to eat.	14 Si multiplicati fuerint filii ejus, in gladio erunt, et nepotes ejus non saturabuntur pane :
15 Plague will bury those he leaves behind him, and their widows wil have no chance to mourn them.	15 qui reliqui fuerint ex eo sepelientur in interitu, et viduæ illius non plorabunt.
16 Though he amass silver like dust and gather fine clothes like clay,	16 Si comportaverit quasi terram argentum, et sicut lutum præparaverit vestimenta :
17 let him gather!-some good man wil wear them, while his silver is shared among the upright.	17 præparabit quidem, sed justus vestietur illis, et argentum innocens dividet.
18 All he has built himself is a spider's web, made himself a watchman's shack.	18 Ædificavit sicut tinea domum suam, et sicut custos fecit umbraculum.
19 He goes to bed rich, but never again: he wakes to find it has al gone. As drought and heat makesnow disappear, so does Sheol anyone who has sinned.	19 Dives, cum dormierit, nihil secum auferet : aperiet oculos suos, et nihil inveniet.
20 Terror assails him in broad daylight, and at night a whirlwind sweeps him off. The womb that shapedhim forgets him and his name is recal ed no longer. Thus wickedness is blasted as a tree is struck.	20 Apprehendet eum quasi aqua inopia : nocte opprimet eum tempestas.
21 An east wind picks him up and drags him away, snatching him up from his homestead. He used to il -treat the childless woman and show no kindness to the widow.	21 Tollet eum ventus urens, et auferet, et velut turbo rapiet eum de loco suo.
22 Pitilessly he is turned into a target, and forced to flee from the hands that menace him. But he wholays mighty hold on tyrants rises up to take away a life that seemed secure.	22 Et mittet super eum, et non parcet : de manu ejus fugiens fugiet.
23 His downfall is greeted with applause, he is hissed wherever he goes. He is no more than a strawfloating on the water, his estate is accursed throughout the land, nobody goes near his vineyard. He let him buildhis hopes on false security, but kept his eyes on every step he took.	23 Stringet super eum manus suas, et sibilabit super illum, intuens locum ejus.
24 He had his time of glory, now he vanishes, wilting like the saltwort once it is picked, and withering likean ear of corn.