Job 30

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1 Ahora, en cambio, se burlan de mí | muchachos más jóvenes que yo, | a cuyos padres no habría permitido | estar entre los perros de mi rebaño.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,
2 La fuerza de sus brazos no les servía, | carentes como estaban de vigor.2 the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.
3 Consumidos por el hambre y la miseria, | andaban royendo por la estepa, | de noche, en desolada soledad.3 They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.
4 Recogían armuelle entre las matas, | se alimentaban de raíces de retama.4 And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
5 Expulsados de la vida en sociedad, | ahuyentados lo mismo que ladrones,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.
6 vivían en taludes de barrancas, | en grutas y grietas de la roca.6 They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.
7 Lanzaban aullidos en la maleza, | apretujados debajo de espinos,7 They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.
8 ¡gente canalla y sin nombre, | arrojada a golpes del país!8 These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.
9 Pero ahora me sacan coplas, | soy el tema de sus burlas;9 Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.
10 me aborrecen, me abandonan | y aun me escupen cuando paso.10 They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.
11 Dios me ha debilitado y afligido, | por eso me humillan sin reparo.11 For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.
12 A mi derecha se alza gente canalla | que hace que mis pasos vacilen, | que prepara la forma de exterminarme.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.
13 Deshacen mi sendero, | trabajan en mi ruina, | nadie los detiene.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.
14 Irrumpen por una amplia brecha; | erguido pido auxilio en la asamblea.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.
15 Se desatan contra mí los terrores, | se llevan como aire mi dignidad, | como nube se esfuma mi prestigio.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.
16 Entretanto mi vida se diluye: | me atenazan días de aflicción,16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.
17 la noche me taladra los huesos, | pues no duerme el dolor que me roe.17 At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.
18 Me agarra violento por la ropa, | me ahoga con el cuello de la túnica,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.
19 me arroja por tierra, en el fango, | confundido con el barro y la ceniza.19 I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.
20 Te pido auxilio, y no respondes; | me presento ante ti, y no lo adviertes.20 I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.
21 Te has convertido en mi verdugo | y me atacas con tu brazo musculoso.21 You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.
22 Me levantas a lomos del viento, | sacudido a merced del huracán.22 You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.
23 Ya sé que me devuelves a la muerte, | donde todos los vivos se dan cita.23 I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.
24 ¿No tendí yo la mano al afligido | que me pedía ayuda en la desgracia?24 Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.
25 ¿No lloré por el que vive en la penuria?, | ¿no mostré compasión por el pobre?25 Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.
26 Esperaba la dicha, me vino el fracaso; | anhelaba la luz, llegó la oscuridad.26 I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.
27 Me hierven las entrañas sin cesar, | enfrentado a días de aflicción.27 My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.
28 Mi vida es sombría, sin sol; | pido auxilio, de pie, en la asamblea.28 I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.
29 Me he vuelto hermano de chacales, | comparto la amistad con avestruces.29 I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.
30 Mi piel ha quedado ennegrecida, | mis huesos arden por la fiebre.30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.
31 Mi lira está afinada para el duelo, | mi flauta acompaña a plañideros.31 My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.