| 1 Job continuó pronunciando su discurso y dijo: | 1 And Job again took up his discourse, and said: |
| 2 ¡Vive Dios, que justicia me rehúsa, por Sadday, que me ha amargado el alma, | 2 "As God lives, who has taken away my right, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter; |
| 3 mientras siga en mí todo mi espíritu y el aliento de Dios en mis narices, | 3 as long as my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils; |
| 4 no dirán mis labios falsedad, ni mi lengua proferirá mentira! | 4 my lips will not speak falsehood, and my tongue will not utter deceit. |
| 5 Lejos de mí daros la razón: hasta mi último suspiro mantendré mi inocencia. | 5 Far be it from me to say that you are right; till I die I will not put away my integrity from me. |
| 6 Me he aferrado a mi justicia, y no la soltaré, mi corazón no se avergüenza de mis días. | 6 I hold fast my righteousness, and will not let it go; my heart does not reproach me for any of my days. |
| 7 ¡Tenga la suerte del malvado mi enemigo, la del injusto mi adversario! | 7 "Let my enemy be as the wicked, and let him that rises up against me be as the unrighteous. |
| 8 Pues ¿cuál es la esperanza del impío cuando suplica, cuando hacia Dios eleva su alma? | 8 For what is the hope of the godless when God cuts him off, when God takes away his life? |
| 9 ¿Acaso Dios escucha su gemido, cuando viene sobre él una calamidad? | 9 Will God hear his cry, when trouble comes upon him? |
| 10 ¿Tenía él sus delicias en Sadday? ¿invocaba a Dios en todo instante? | 10 Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call upon God at all times? |
| 11 Yo os muestro el proceder de Dios, sin ocultar los secretos de Sadday. | 11 I will teach you concerning the hand of God; what is with the Almighty I will not conceal. |
| 12 Y si todos vosotros ya lo habéis comprobado, ¿para qué esos vanos discursos al vacío? | 12 Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain? |
| 13 Esta es la suerte que al malvado Dios reserva, la herencia que reciben de Sadday los violentos. | 13 "This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the heritage which oppressors receive from the Almighty: |
| 14 Aunque sean muchos sus hijos, son para la espada, y sus vástagos no tendrán pan con que saciarse. | 14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword; and his offspring have not enough to eat. |
| 15 Los que queden serán sepultados por la Peste, y sus viudas no los llorarán. | 15 Those who survive him the pestilence buries, and their widows make no lamentation. |
| 16 Si acumula la plata como polvo, si amontona vestidos como fango, | 16 Though he heap up silver like dust, and pile up clothing like clay; |
| 17 ¡que amontone!: un justo se vestirá con ellos, un inocente heredará la plata. | 17 he may pile it up, but the just will wear it, and the innocent will divide the silver. |
| 18 Se edificó una casa de araña, como garita que un guarda construye. | 18 The house which he builds is like a spider's web, like a booth which a watchman makes. |
| 19 Rico se acuesta, mas por última vez; cuando abre los ojos, ya no es nada. | 19 He goes to bed rich, but will do so no more; he opens his eyes, and his wealth is gone. |
| 20 En pleno día le asaltan los terrores, de noche un torbellino le arrebata. | 20 Terrors overtake him like a flood; in the night a whirlwind carries him off. |
| 21 El solano se lo lleva, y desaparece, le arranca del lugar de su mansión. | 21 The east wind lifts him up and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place. |
| 22 Sin compasión por blanco se le toma, trata de huir de la mano que le hiere. | 22 It hurls at him without pity; he flees from its power in headlong flight. |
| 23 Bátense palmas a su ruina, doquiera se encuentre se le silba. | 23 It claps its hands at him, and hisses at him from its place. |
