Comparison
Job 7
Douay-Rheims, Vulgata Clementina and Septuagint (Sixtine edition, 1587), verse by verse.
| Douay-Rheims | Vulgata Clementina | Septuagint (Sixtine edition, 1587) | |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling. | Militia est vita hominis super terram, et sicut dies mercenarii dies eius. | Πότερον οὐχὶ πειρατήριόν ἐστιν ὁ βίος ἀνθρώπου ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς; καὶ ὥσπερ μισθίου αὐθημερινοῦ ἡ ζωὴ αὐτοῦ; |
| 2 | As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work; | Sicut servus desiderat umbram, et sicut mercenarius praestolatur finem operis sui, | Ἢ ὥσπερ θεράπων δεδοικὼς τὸν Κύριον αὐτοῦ, καὶ τετευχὼς σκιᾶς; ἢ ὥσπερ μισθωτὸς ἀναμένων τὸν μισθὸν αὐτοῦ; |
| 3 | So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights. | sic et ego habui menses vacuos, et noctes laboriosas enumeravi mihi. | Οὕτως κᾀγὼ ὑπέμεινα μῆνας κενοὺς, νύκτες δὲ ὀδυνῶν δεδομέναι μοι εἰσίν. |
| 4 | If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness. | Si dormiero, dicam: Quando consurgam? et rursum expectabo vesperam, et replebor doloribus usque ad tenebras. | Ἐὰν κοιμηθῶ, λέγω, πότε ἡμέρα; ὡς δʼ ἂν ἀναστῶ, πάλιν, πότε ἑσπέρα; πλήρης δὲ γίνομαι ὀδυνῶν ἀπὸ ἑσπέρας ἕως πρωΐ. |
| 5 | My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together. | Induta est caro mea putredine, et sordibus pulveris cutis mea aruit et contracta est. | Φύρεται δέ μου τὸ σῶμα ἐν σαπρίᾳ σκωλήκων, τήκω δὲ βώλακας γῆς ἀπὸ ἰχῶρος ξύων. |
| 6 | My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope. | Dies mei velocius transierunt quam a texente tela succiditur, et consumpti sunt absque ulla spe. | Ὁ δὲ βίος μου ἔστιν ἐλαφρότερος λαλιᾶς, ἀπόλωλε δὲ ἐν κενῇ ἐλπίδι. |
| 7 | Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things. | Memento quia ventus est vita mea, et non revertetur oculus meus ut videat bona. | Μνήσθητι οὖν ὅτι πνεῦμά μου ἡ ζωὴ, καὶ οὐκ ἔτι ἐπανελεύσεται ὀφθαλμός μου ἰδεῖν ἀγαθόν. |
| 8 | Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more. | Nec aspiciet me visus hominis; oculi tui in me, et non subsistam. | Οὐ περιβλέψεταί με ὀφθαλμὸς ὁρῶντός με, οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ἐν ἐμοί, καὶ οὐκ ἔτι εἰμί· |
| 9 | As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up. | Sicut consumitur nubes, et pertransit, sic qui descenderit ad inferos, non ascendet. | Ὥσπερ νέφος ἀποκαθαρθὲν ἀπʼ οὐρανοῦ· ἐὰν γὰρ ἄνθρωπος καταβῇ εἰς ᾅδην, οὐκ ἔτι μὴ ἀναβῇ, |
| 10 | Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more. | Nec revertetur ultra in domum suam, neque cognoscet eum amplius locus eius. | οὐδʼ οὐ μὴ ἐπιστρέψῃ εἰς τὸν ἴδιον οἶκον, οὐδʼ οὐ μὴ ἐπιγνῶ αὐτὸν ἔτι ὁ τόπος αὐτοῦ. |
| 11 | Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul. | Quapropter et ego non parcam ori meo: loquar in tribulatione spiritus mei; confabulabor cum amaritudine animae meae. | Ἀτὰρ οὖν οὐδὲ ἐγὼ φείσομαι τῷ στόματί μου, λαλήσω ἐν ἀνάγκῃ ὤν, ἀνοίξω πικρίαν ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος. |
| 12 | Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison? | Numquid mare ego sum, aut cetus, quia circumdedisti me carcere? | Πότερον θάλασσα εἰμὶ ἢ δράκων, ὅτι κατέταξας ἐπʼ ἐμὲ φυλακήν; |
| 13 | If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch: | Si dixero: Consolabitur me lectulus meus, et relevabor loquens mecum in strato meo: | Εἴπα ὅτι παρακαλέσει με ἡ κλίνη μου, ἀνοίσω δὲ πρὸς ἐμαυτὸν ἰδίᾳ λόγον τῇ κοίτῃ μου. |
| 14 | Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions. | terrebis me per somnia, et per visiones horrore concuties. | Ἐκφοβεῖς με ἐνυπνίοις, καὶ ὁράμασί με καταπλήσσεις. |
| 15 | So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death. | Quam ob rem elegit suspendium anima mea, et mortem ossa mea. | Ἀπαλλάξεις ἀπὸ πνεύματός μου τὴν ψυχήν μου, ἀπὸ δὲ θανάτου τὰ ὀστᾶ μου. |
| 16 | I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing. | Desperavi: nequaquam ultra iam vivam: parce mihi, nihil enim sunt dies mei. | Οὐ γὰρ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ζήσομαι, ἵνα μακροθυμήσω· ἀπόστα ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ, κενὸς γάρ μου ὁ βίος. |
| 17 | What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him? | Quid est homo, quia magnificas eum? aut quid apponis erga eum cor tuum? | Τί γάρ ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος, ὅτι ἐμεγάλυνας αὐτόν; ἢ ὅτι προσέχεις τὸν νοῦν εἰς αὐτόν; |
| 18 | Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly. | Visitas eum diluculo, et subito probas illum. | Ἢ ἐπισκοπὴν αὐτοῦ ποιήσῃ ἕως τὸ πρωΐ; καὶ εἰς ἀνάπαυσιν αὐτὸν κρινεῖς; |
| 19 | How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle? | Usquequo non parcis mihi, nec dimittis me ut glutiam salivam meam? | Ἕως τίνος οὐκ ἐᾷς με, οὐδὲ προΐῃ με, ἕως ἂν καταπίω τὸν πτύελόν μου; |
| 20 | I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself? | Peccavi; quid faciam tibi, o custos hominum? quare posuisti me contrarium tibi, et factus sum mihimetipsi gravis? | Εἰ ἐγὼ ἥμαρτον, τί δυνήσομαι πρᾶξαι, ὁ ἐπιστάμενος τὸν νοῦν τῶν ἀνθρώπων; διατί ἔθου με κατεντευκτήν σου, εἰμὶ δὲ ἐπὶ σοὶ φορτίον; |
| 21 | Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be. | Cur non tollis peccatum meum, et quare non aufers iniquitatem meam? ecce nunc in pulvere dormiam, et si mane me quaesieris, non subsistam. | Διατί οὐκ ἐποιήσω τῆς ἀνομίας μου λήθην, καὶ καθαρισμὸν τῆς ἁμαρτίας μου; νυνὶ δὲ εἰς γῆν ἀπελεύσομαι, ὀρθρίζων δὲ οὐκ ἔτι εἰμί. |
