Job 30

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Catholic Public Domain Bible	El libro del Pueblo de Dios
¹ But now, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock,	¹ Pero ahora se ríe de mí hasta la gente más joven que yo., a cuyos padres yo no consideraba dignos de juntarlos con los perros de mis rebaños.
² the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.	² ¿De qué me hubiera servido la fuerza de sus manos? Ellos habían perdido todo su vigor:
³ They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.	³ agotados por la penuria y el hambre, roían el suelo reseco, la tierra desierta y desolada.
⁴ And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.	⁴ Arrancaban malezas de los matorrales y raíces de retama eran su alimento.
⁵ They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry.	⁵ Se los expulsaba de en medio de los hombres; se los echaba a gritos, como a un ladrón.
⁶ They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.	⁶ Habitaban en los barrancos de los torrentes, en las grietas del suelo y los peñascos.
⁷ They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.	⁷ Rebuznaban entre los matorrales, se apretujaban bajo los cardos
⁸ These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.	⁸ ¡Gente envilecida, raza sin nombre, echados a golpes del país!
⁹ Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.	⁹ ¡Y ahora, ellos me hacen burla con sus cantos, soy el tema de sus dichos jocosos!
¹⁰ They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.	¹⁰ Abominan y se alejan de mí no les importa escupirme en la cara.
¹¹ For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.	¹¹ Porque Dios aflojó mi cuerda y me humilló, ellos también pierden el freno ante mí.
¹² Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves.	¹² A mi derecha se levanta una turba: se abren camino hasta mi para arruinarme.
¹³ They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.	¹³ destruyen mi sendero para perderme: atacan sin que nadie los detenga,
¹⁴ They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.	¹⁴ irrumpen como por una ancha brecha, avanzan rodando como un torbellino.
¹⁵ I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.	¹⁵ Los terrores se han vuelto contra mí. mi dignidad es arrastrada como por el viento, mi esperanza de salvación ha pasado como una nube.
¹⁶ But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.	¹⁶ Y ahora mi vida se diluye en mi interior, me han tocado días de aflicción.
¹⁷ At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.	¹⁷ De noche, siento taladrar mis huesos, los que me roen no se dan descanso.
¹⁸ By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat.	¹⁸ El me toma de la ropa con gran fuerza, me ciñe como el cuello de mi túnica.
¹⁹ I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.	¹⁹ El me ha arrojado en el fango, y me asemejó al polvo y la ceniza.
²⁰ I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.	²⁰ Clamo a ti, y no me respondes; me presento, y no me haces caso.
²¹ You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.	²¹ Te has vuelto despiadado conmigo, me atacas con todo el rigor de tu mano.
²² You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.	²² Me levantas y me haces cabalgar en el viento, y me deshaces con la tempestad.
²³ I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.	²³ Sí, ya lo sé, me llevas a la muerte, al lugar de reunión de todos los vivientes.
²⁴ Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.	²⁴ ¿Acaso no tendí mi mano al pobre cuando en su desgracia me pedía auxilio?
²⁵ Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.	²⁵ ¿No lloré con el que vivía duramente y mi corazón no se afligió por el pobre?
²⁶ I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.	²⁶ Yo esperaba lo bueno y llegó lo malo, aguardaba la luz y llegó la oscuridad.
²⁷ My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.	²⁷ Me hierven las entrañas incesantemente, me han sobrevenido días de aflicción.
²⁸ I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.	²⁸ Ando ensombrecido y sin consuelo, me alzo en la asamblea y pido auxilio.
²⁹ I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.	²⁹ Me he convertido en hermano de los chacales y en compañero de los avestruces.
³⁰ My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.	³⁰ Mi piel ennegrecida se me cae, mis huesos arden por la fiebre.
³¹ My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.	³¹ Mi cítara sólo sirve para el duelo y mi flauta para acompañar a los que lloran.

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