Job 27

NEW JERUSALEM	Le Sainte Bible Fillion
1 And Job continued his solemn discourse. He said:	1 Job pris encore la parole sous une forme sentencieuse, et il dit:
2 I swear by the living God who denies me justice, by Shaddai who has fil ed me with bitterness,	2 Par le Dieu vivant qui refuse de me faire justice, et par le Tout-Puissant qui a rempli mon âme d'amertume,
3 that as long as a shred of life is left in me, and the breath of God breathes in my nostrils,	3 tant que j'aurai ma respiration et que le souffle de Dieu sera dans mes narines,
4 my lips wil never speak evil nor my tongue utter any lie.	4 mes lèvres ne prononceront rien d'unjuste, et ma langue ne dira rien de faux.
5 Far from admitting you to be in the right, I shal maintain my integrity to my dying day.	5 Loin de moi la pensée de vous croire équitables; tant que je vivrai, je ne me désisterai pas de mon innocence.
6 I take my stand on my uprightness, I shal not stir: in my heart I need not be ashamed of my days.	6 Je n'abandonnerai pas la justification que j'ai commencé de produire; car mon coeur ne me reproche rien dans toute ma vie.
7 Let my enemy meet the fate of the wicked, my adversary, the lot of the evil-doer!	7 Que mon ennemi soit regardé comme un impie; et celui qui me combat, comme un homme injuste.
8 For what hope does the godless have when he prays and raises his soul to God?	8 Car quelle est l'espérance de l'hypocrite, s'il vole par avarice, et que Dieu ne délivre point son âme?
9 Is God likely to hear his cries when disaster descends on him?	9 Dieu entendra-t-Il ses cris, lorsque l'affliction viendra sur lui?
10 Did he make Shaddai al his delight, calling on him at every turn?	10 Ou pourra-t-il faire du Tout-Puissant ses délces, et invoquer Dieu en tout temps?
11 But I am showing you the way that God works, making no secret of Shaddai's designs.	11 Je vous enseignerai avec le secours de Dieu; je ne vous cacherai point les desseins du Tout-Puissant.
12 And if you had al understood them for yourselves, you would not have wasted your breath in emptywords.	12 Mais vous le savez déjà tous; pourquoi donc vous répandre inutilement en de vains discours?
13 This is the fate that God assigns to the wicked, the inheritance that the violent receive from Shaddai.	13 Voici le sort que Dieu réserve à l'homme impie, et l'héritage que les violents recevront du Tout-Puissant.
14 Though he have many children, it is but for the sword; his descendants will never have enough to eat.	14 S'il a des fils en grand nombre, ils passeront par le glaive, et ses petits-enfants ne seront point rassasiés de pain.
15 Plague will bury those he leaves behind him, and their widows wil have no chance to mourn them.	15 Ceux qui resteront de sa race seront ensevelis dans leur ruine, et ses veuves ne le pleureront point.
16 Though he amass silver like dust and gather fine clothes like clay,	16 S'il amoncelle l'argent comme de la terre, s'il amasse des vêtements comme de la boue,
17 let him gather!-some good man wil wear them, while his silver is shared among the upright.	17 il est vrai qu'il les aura amassés; mais le juste s'en revêtira, et l'innocent partagera son argent.
18 All he has built himself is a spider's web, made himself a watchman's shack.	18 Ce qu'il a bâti sera comme la maison de la teigne, et comme la cabane d'un gardien.
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 Lorsque le riche s'endormira, il n'emportera rien avec lui; il ouvrira les yeux, et il ne trouvera rien.
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 L'indigence le surprendra comme une inondation; la tempête l'emportera pendant la nuit.
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 Un vent brûlant le saisira et l'emportera, et l'enlèvera de sa place comme un tourbillon.
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 Dieu enverra sur lui plaie sur plaie, et ne l'épargnera point; et il s'efforcera d'échapper à Sa main.
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 On battra des mains sur lui, et on le sifflera en voyant la place qu'il occupait.
24 He had his time of glory, now he vanishes, wilting like the saltwort once it is picked, and withering likean ear of corn.