Job 6

Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition	NOVA VULGATA
1 Then Job answered:	1 Respondens autem Iob dixit:
2 "O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!	2 “ Utinam appenderetur aegritu do mea, et calamitatem meam assumerent in statera!
3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash.	3 Nunc vero arena maris haec gravior apparet, inde verbis meis haesito.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.	4 Quia sagittae Omnipotentis in me sunt, quarum venenum ebibit spiritus meus; et terrores Dei militant contra me.
5 Does the wild ass bray when he has grass, or the ox low over his fodder?	5 Numquid rugiet onager, cum habueritherbam? Aut mugiet bos, cum ante praesepe plenum steterit?
6 Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the slime of the purslane?	6 Aut poterit comedi insulsum, quod non est sale conditum? Aut poterit gustari herba insulsa?
7 My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me.	7 Quae prius nolebat tangere anima mea, nunc prae angustia cibi mei sunt.
8 "O that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire;	8 Quis det, ut veniat petitio mea, et, quod exspecto, tribuat mihi Deus?
9 that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!	9 Utinam Deus me conterat; solvat manum suam et succidat me!
10 This would be my consolation; I would even exult in pain unsparing; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.	10 Et haec mihi sit consolatio, et exsultabo vel in pavore, qui non parcat, nec celabo sermones Sancti.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?	11 Quae est enim fortitudo mea, ut sustineam? Aut quis finis meus, ut patienter agam?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze?	12 Num fortitudo lapidum, fortitudo mea? Num caro mea aenea est?
13 In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me.	13 An non est auxilium mihi in me, et virtus quoque remota est a me?
14 "He who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty.	14 Qui tollit ab amico suo misericordiam, timorem Omnipotentis derelinquit.
15 My brethren are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as freshets that pass away,	15 Fratres mei mentiti sunt me sicut alveus torrentium, qui evanescunt
16 which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself.	16 nigrescentes glacie, cum ingruit super eos nix.
17 In time of heat they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place.	17 Tempore, quo diffluunt, arescunt et, ut incaluerit, solvuntur de loco suo.
18 The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste, and perish.	18 Deflectunt viatorum turmae de viis suis, ascendentes per desertum pereunt.
19 The caravans of Tema look, the travelers of Sheba hope.	19 Commeatus Thema consideraverunt, viatores Saba speraverunt in eis.
20 They are disappointed because they were confident; they come thither and are confounded.	20 Confusi sunt, quia speraverunt; venerunt eo usque, et pudore cooperti sunt.
21 Such you have now become to me; you see my calamity, and are afraid.	21 Ita nunc vos facti estis mihi; videntes plagam meam, timetis.
22 Have I said, 'Make me a gift? Or, 'From your wealth offer a bribe for me?	22 Numquid dixi: Afferte mihi et de substantia vestra donate mihi?
23 Or, 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand? Or, 'Ransom me from the hand of oppressors?	23 vel: Liberate me de manu hostis et de manu robustorum eruite me?
24 "Teach me, and I will be silent; make me understand how I have erred.	24 Docete me, et ego tacebo, et, si quid forte ignoravi, instruite me.
25 How forceful are honest words! But what does reproof from you reprove?	25 Quare detraxistis sermonibus veritatis, cum e vobis nullus sit, qui possit arguere me?
26 Do you think that you can reprove words, when the speech of a despairing man is wind?	26 Ad increpandum tantum eloquia concinnatis, sed in ventum verba desperati.
27 You would even cast lots over the fatherless, and bargain over your friend.	27 Super pupillum irruitis et subvertere nitimini amicum vestrum.
28 "But now, be pleased to look at me; for I will not lie to your face.	28 Nunc, quaeso, convertimini ad me, et in faciem vestram non mentiar.
29 Turn, I pray, let no wrong be done. Turn now, my vindication is at stake.	29 Revertite! Nulla erit improbitas. Revertite! Adhuc praesens adest iustitia mea.
30 Is there any wrong on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern calamity?	30 Estne in lingua mea improbitas? An palatum meum non discernit nequitiam?