Job 30

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	Biblia Matos Soares
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 Porém, agora zombam de mim os mais novos que eu, cujos pais noutro tempo não dignaria eu pôr com os cães do meu rebanho!
2 the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.	2 De que me serviria a força dos seus braços? Não têm vigor algum.
3 They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.	3 Mirrados pela pobreza e pela fome, roem o deserto, terra, de há muito, árida e desolada;
4 And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.	4 apanham ervas e cascas de árvores, alimentam-se de raízes de giesta.
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 Escorraçados do meio da sociedade, perseguidos com gritos como ladrões,
6 They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.	6 habitam em horríveis desfiladeiros, nas cavernas da terra, ou nos penhascos,
7 They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.	7 rugindo entre os silvados e reunindo-se debaixo dos espinheiros.
8 These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.	8 Filhos de ignóbeis e desprezíveis, são mais pisados que a terra.
9 Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.	9 Agora cheguei a ser o assunto das cantigas, o objecto dos escárnios destes tais.
10 They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.	10 Eles abominam-me, fogem para longe de mim, e não receiam cuspir-me no rosto.
11 For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.	11 Perdido todo o, respeito, me insultam, não se refreiam na minha presença.
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 meu lado se levanta a gentalha, e procura caminhos para me perder.
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 Destroem as minhas veredas, preparam a minha ruína, e ninguém os contém.
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 Como por uma larga brecha, irrompem sobre mim, surgem do meio das ruínas.
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 Assaltam-me terrores, a minha prosperidade passou como vento, a minha felicidade passou como nuvem.
16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.	16 E agora dentro de mim mesmo se murcha a minha alma, e os dias de aflição apoderam-se de mim.
17 At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.	17 De noite os meus ossos são traspassados de dores, os (males) que me devoram, não dormem.
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 Pela sua violência, a minha veste é deformada; aperta-me como a gola da minha túnica.
19 I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.	19 Atirou-me ao lodo, e sou semelhante ao pó e à cinza.
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, e não me ouves, ponho-me diante de ti, e não olhas para mim.
21 You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.	21 Trocaste-te em severo para comigo, e cora a dureza da tua mão me combates.
22 You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.	22 Elevas-me, e, pondo-me sobre o vento, fazes-me debater no meio da tormenta.
23 I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.	23 Sei que me entregarás à morte, onde há casa estabelecida para todo o vivente.
24 Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.	24 Porventura o que vai perecer não estende as mãos, e, na sua infelicidade, não lança um grito?
25 Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.	25 Eu chorava outrora com aquele que estava aflito, e a minha alma compadecia-se do pobre.
26 I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.	26 Esperava bens, e vieram-me males; esperava a luz, e saíram-me trevas.
27 My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.	27 As minhas entranhas estão-se abrasando sem descanso algum; os dias da aflição surpreenderam-me.
28 I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.	28 Caminho triste, sem conforto, ponho-me a gritar no meio da multidão.
29 I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.	29 Sou _(como)_ irmão dos chacais e companheiro dos avestruzes.
30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.	30 A minha pele está denegrida e vai caindo, e os meus ossos secaram-se pelo ardor.
31 My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.	31 A minha citara trocou-se em pranto, e a minha lira em lamentos.