Job 10:8-17 - সমস্ত সংস্করণ তুলনা করুন

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“Your hands shaped me and made me. Will you now turn and destroy me? Remember that you molded me like clay. Will you now turn me to dust again? Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese, clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews? You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in your providence watched over my spirit. “But this is what you concealed in your heart, and I know that this was in your mind: If I sinned, you would be watching me and would not let my offense go unpunished. If I am guilty—woe to me! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction. If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion and again display your awesome power against me. You bring new witnesses against me and increase your anger toward me; your forces come against me wave upon wave.

Your hands fashioned and made me, and now you have destroyed me altogether. Remember that you have made me like clay; and will you return me to the dust? Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese? You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews. You have granted me life and steadfast love, and your care has preserved my spirit. Yet these things you hid in your heart; I know that this was your purpose. If I sin, you watch me and do not acquit me of my iniquity. If I am guilty, woe to me! If I am in the right, I cannot lift up my head, for I am filled with disgrace and look on my affliction. And were my head lifted up, you would hunt me like a lion and again work wonders against me. You renew your witnesses against me and increase your vexation toward me; you bring fresh troops against me.

“‘You formed me with your hands; you made me, yet now you completely destroy me. Remember that you made me from dust— will you turn me back to dust so soon? You guided my conception and formed me in the womb. You clothed me with skin and flesh, and you knit my bones and sinews together. You gave me life and showed me your unfailing love. My life was preserved by your care. “‘Yet your real motive— your true intent— was to watch me, and if I sinned, you would not forgive my guilt. If I am guilty, too bad for me; and even if I’m innocent, I can’t hold my head high, because I am filled with shame and misery. And if I hold my head high, you hunt me like a lion and display your awesome power against me. Again and again you witness against me. You pour out your growing anger on me and bring fresh armies against me.

“Your hands shaped me and formed me.  Will you now turn and destroy me? Please remember that you formed me like clay. Will you now return me to dust?  Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese? You clothed me with skin and flesh, and wove me together with bones and tendons.  You gave me life and faithful love, and your care has guarded my life. “Yet you concealed these thoughts in your heart; I know that this was your hidden plan:  if I sin, you would notice,  and would not acquit me of my iniquity.  If I am wicked, woe to me! And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head. I am filled with shame  and have drunk deeply of  my affliction.  If I am proud,  you hunt me like a lion and again display your miraculous power against me.  You produce new witnesses  against me and multiply your anger toward me. Hardships assault me, wave after wave.

Thine hands have made me and fashioned me Together round about; yet thou dost destroy me. Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; And wilt thou bring me into dust again? Hast thou not poured me out as milk, And curdled me like cheese? Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And hast fenced me with bones and sinews. Thou hast granted me life and favour, And thy visitation hath preserved my spirit. And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee. If I sin, then thou markest me, And thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity. If I be wicked, woe unto me; And if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; Therefore see thou mine affliction; For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: And again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me. Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine indignation upon me; Changes and war are against me.

‘Your hands have made me and fashioned me, An intricate unity; Yet You would destroy me. Remember, I pray, that You have made me like clay. And will You turn me into dust again? Did You not pour me out like milk, And curdle me like cheese, Clothe me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews? You have granted me life and favor, And Your care has preserved my spirit. ‘And these things You have hidden in Your heart; I know that this was with You: If I sin, then You mark me, And will not acquit me of my iniquity. If I am wicked, woe to me; Even if I am righteous, I cannot lift up my head. I am full of disgrace; See my misery! If my head is exalted, You hunt me like a fierce lion, And again You show Yourself awesome against me. You renew Your witnesses against me, And increase Your indignation toward me; Changes and war are ever with me.

“You made me like a handcrafted piece of pottery— and now are you going to smash me to pieces? Don’t you remember how beautifully you worked my clay? Will you reduce me now to a mud pie? Oh, that marvel of conception as you stirred together semen and ovum— What a miracle of skin and bone, muscle and brain! You gave me life itself, and incredible love. You watched and guarded every breath I took. “But you never told me about this part. I should have known that there was more to it— That if I so much as missed a step, you’d notice and pounce, wouldn’t let me get by with a thing. If I’m truly guilty, I’m doomed. But if I’m innocent, it’s no better—I’m still doomed. My belly is full of bitterness. I’m up to my ears in a swamp of affliction. I try to make the best of it, try to brave it out, but you’re too much for me, relentless, like a lion on the prowl. You line up fresh witnesses against me. You compound your anger and pile on the grief and pain!

¶‘Your hands fashioned and made me altogether, Yet would You destroy me? ‘Remember that You have made me as clay; Yet would You turn me into dust again? ‘Did You not pour me out like milk, And curdle me like cheese, Clothe me with skin and flesh, And intertwine me with bones and tendons? ‘You have granted me life and goodness; And Your care has guarded my spirit. ‘Yet You have concealed these things in Your heart; I know that this is within You: If I have sinned, You will take note of me, And will not acquit me of my guilt. ‘If I am wicked, woe to me! But if I am righteous, I dare not lift up my head. I am full of shame, and conscious of my misery. ‘And should my head be high, You would hunt me like a lion; And You would show Your power against me again. ‘You renew Your witnesses against me And increase Your anger toward me; Hardship after hardship is with me.

¶‘Your hands have formed and made me altogether. Would You [turn around and] destroy me? ‘Remember now, that You have made me as clay; So will You turn me into dust again? ‘Have You not poured me out like milk And curdled me like cheese? ‘[You have] clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews. ‘You have granted me life and lovingkindness; And Your providence (divine care, supervision) has preserved my spirit. ‘Yet these [present evils] You have hidden in Your heart [since my creation]: I know that this was within You [in Your purpose and thought]. ‘If I sin, then You would take note and observe me, And You would not acquit me of my guilt. ‘If I am wicked, woe to me [for judgment comes]! And if I am righteous, I dare not lift up my head. For I am sated and filled with disgrace and the sight of my misery. ‘Should I lift my head up, You would hunt me like a lion; And again You would show Your marvelous power against me. ‘You renew Your witnesses against me And increase Your indignation and anger toward me; Hardship after hardship is with me [attacking me time after time].

“Your hands have shaped me and made me, but now you destroy me completely. Remember that you have made me as with the clay; will you return me to dust? Did you not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese? You clothed me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews. You gave me life and favor, and your intervention watched over my spirit. “But these things you have concealed in your heart; I know that this is with you: If I sinned, then you would watch me and you would not acquit me of my iniquity. If I am guilty, woe to me, and if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head; I am full of shame, and satiated with my affliction. If I lift myself up, you hunt me as a fierce lion, and again you display your power against me. You bring new witnesses against me, and increase your anger against me; relief troops come against me.