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ἰδοὺ ταῦτα ἑόρακέν μου ὁ ὀφθαλμὸς

καὶ ἀκήκοεν μου τὸ οὖς·

καὶ οἶδα ὅσα καὶ ὑμεῖς ἐπίστασθε,

καὶ οὐκ ἀσυνετώτερός εἰμι ὑμῶν.

οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλ᾿ ἐγὼ πρὸς Κύριον λαλήσω,

ἐλέγξω δὲ ἐναντίον αὐτοῦ ἐὰν βούληται.

ὑμεῖς δέ ἐστε ἰατροὶ ἄδικοι

καὶ ἰαταὶ κακῶν πάντες

εἴῃ δὲ ὑμῖν κωφεῦσαι,

καὶ ἀποβήσεται ὑμῖν σοφία.

ἀκούσατε ἔλεγχον τοῦ στόματός μου,

κρίσιν δέ χειλέων μου σροσέχετε.

πότερον οὐκ ἔναντι Κυρίου λαλεῖτε,

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ἔναντι δὲ αὐτοῦ φθέγγεσθε δόλον; 8ἢ ἡποστελεῖσθε;

ὑμεῖς δὲ αὐτοὶ κριταὶ γένεσθε.

καλὸν γὰρ ἐὰν ἐξιχνιάσῃ ὑμᾶς;

εἰ γὰρ τὰ πάντα ποιοῦντες προστεθήσεσθε αὐτῷ,

οὐθὲν ἦττον ἐλέγξει ὑμᾶς·

εἰ δὲ καὶ κρυφῇ πρόσωπα θαυμάσεσθε,

πότερον οὐχὶ δεινὰ αὐτοῦ στροβήσει ὑμᾶς;

ὁ φόβος δὲ παρʼ αὐτοῦ ἐπιπεσεῖται ὑμῖν,

ἀποβήσεται δὲ ὑμῶν τὸ ἀγαυρίαμα ἴσα σποδῷ,

τὸ δὲ σῶμα πήλινον.

κωφεύσατε, ἵνα λαλήσω καὶ ἀναπαύσωμαι θυμοῦ,

ἀναλαβὼν τὰς σάρκας μου τοῖς ὀδοῦσιν,

ψυχὴν δέ μου θήσω ἐν χερί.

ἐάν με χειρώσηται ὁ δυνάστης, ἐπεὶ καὶ ἦρκται,

ἦ μὴν λαλήσω καὶ ἐλέγξω ἐναντίον αὐτοῦ·

καὶ τοῦτό μοι ἀποβήσεται εἰς σωτηρίαν,

οὐ γὰρ ἐναντίον αὐτοῦ δόλος εἰσελεύσεται.

ἀκούσατε, ἀκούσατε τὰ ῥήματά μου,

ἀναγγελῶ γὰρ ὑμῶν ἀκουόντων.

ἰδοὺ ἐγὼ ἐγγύς εἰμι τοῦ κρίματός μου.

§οἶδα ἐγὼ ὅτι δίκαιος ἀναφανοῦμαι.

τίς γάρ ἐστιν ὁ κριθησόμενός μοι,

ὅτι νῦν κωφεύσω καὶ ἐκλείψω;

δυεῖν δέ μοι χυήσῃ,

τότε ἀπὸ τοῦ προσώπου σου οὐ κρυβήσομαι·

τὴν χεῖρα ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ἀπέχου,

καὶ ὁ φόβος σου μὴ με καταπλησσέτω.

εἶτ᾿ ἂν καλέσεις, ἐγὼ δέ σοι ὑπακούσομαι·

⁴⁶

ἤ λαλήσεις, ἐγὼ δέ σοι δώσω ἀνταπόκρισιν.

πόσαι εἰσὶν αἵ ἁμαρτίαι μου καὶ αἱ ἀνομίαι μου;

δίδαξόν με τἰνες εἰσίν.

διὰ τί ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ κρύπτῃ,

ἥγησαι δέ με ὑπεναντίον σοι;

ἤ ὡς φύλλον κινούμενον ὑπὸ ἀνέμου εὐλαβηθήσῃ,

ἤ ὡς χόρτῳ φερομένῳ ὑπὸ πνεύματος ἀντίκεισαί μοι;

ὅτι κατέγραψας κατʼ ἐμοῦ κακά,

περιέθηκας δέ μοι νεότητος ἁμαρτίας·

ἔθου δέ μου τὸν πόδα ἐν κωλύματι,

ἐφύλαξας δέ μου πάντα τὰ ἔργα,

εἰς δὲ ῤίζας τῶν ποδῶν μου ἀφίκου·

ὄ παλαιοῦται ἴσα ἀσκῷ,

ἡ ὥσπερ ἱμάτιον σητόβρωτον.

Job. Septuaginta. ed. Henry Barclay Swete D.D.. United States. 2017.

Funding provided by Harvard Library Arcadia Fund.

Current edition First1KGreek

Ἰώβ (Greek) (Septuaginta. The Old Testament in Greek According to the Septuagint. Volume 2: I Chronicles-Tobit. Swete, Henry Barclay, editor. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1896.)

Editions (1)

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 13.1 focus

Ὦ φίλοι, οὐκ ἀδαεῖ παρ’ ἐμοὶ τάδε πάντα βέβηκται·

Οἶδα δὲ, καὶ δεδάηκα, καὶ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὄπωπα,

Πυνθανόμην ἄρα τῶν γε, καὶ ἔκλυον ὔασι φήμης.

Οἶδα δ’ ἐγὼ τόσα ὔμμες· ἐπεὶ οὐκ εἰμὶ χερείων

Οὐ φρένας οὔτε φυὴν ὑμέων πύκα πὲρ φρονεόντων.

Ὡς ὄφελον Θεῷ εἰπέμμεναι· κέλεται δέ με θυμὸς

Ἀθανάτῳ Βασιλῆϊ δίκης ἔριδα προφέρεσθαι,

Δεικνύμεναί τε λόγους, κρατερὸν δ’ ὑποδύμεν’ ἀγῶνα.

Ὑμεῖς δ' ψεῦσταί, καὶ ἀτάσθαλοι ἠπεροπῆες,

Τυκτοῖσι ψεύδεσι κεκασμένοι ἐν μερέεσσιν.

Ἰητρὸς μὲν ἀνὴρ πολλῶν ἀντάξιος ἄλλων,

Ὑμεῖς δ' ἰητροὶ ἀποφώλιοι, ἠπεδανοί τε,

Σχέτλιοι, οὐδέ πω οἴδατ' ἐμὸν ἄχος ἐξακέσασθαι.

Μή νύ μοι ἓν τρύζητε παρήμενοι ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος.

Εἴθε σιωπήσαιτε πάνυ, λήξαιτε δ' μύθων·

Καὶ τότε κεν πινυτοῖσιν ἐοικότες ἀνδράσιν εἶτε.

Κέκλυτέ μοι μύθων κακὰ πρὸ βάζοντες ἑταῖροι,

Καὶ ξύνεθ' ἡμετέρων διαλεπτικὰ ῥήματα χειλέων.

Λαβραγόραι ἔσεσθε, Θεῷ ἐπίηρα φέροντες;

Ἦμιν δ' τἆδ' ἕνεκεν φίλον ἐστ' ἀνεμώλια βάζειν;

Ἦ ῥά ποτ' εἰνὶ θέμιστι συνήγοροι ἔσσεθε Θεοῖο;

Ἠέ οἱ εἰνὶ δίκῃ χάριν οἴσετε; καὶ ὑπὲρ αὐτοῦ

Ἀντιβίοις ἐρίσαντες, ἐπεὶ νῦν νεῖκος ὄρωρεν,

Ἔσσεσθ' οἱ ἐπαρωγοί; ὅδ' ὑμέων ἔστ' ἐπιδευής;

Ὡς ὄφελ' ὑμέτερόν τε νόον (τόδε λώϊον εἴη)

Δήνεά τ' εἴρυσθαι, ὑμέων δέ τε πειρητίζειν.

Τὸν μυκτηρίξεσθ' ὥσπερ ἀνὴρ ἐγελοίασεν ἄνδρας;

Εἴ περ ὑπερβασίῃ σκολιὰς κείνητε θέμιστας,

Ἄλλους σινόμενοί τε, χάριν τ' ἄλλοισι φέροντες

Λάθρῃ, ὅδ' αὖ ὑμέας μάλα νεικέσει, ἠδέ τ' ἐλέγξει.

Οὐχ' ὑμέας ἕο κῦδος ὑπείροχον αἰνὰ ταράξει;

Δεῖμα δ' θεσπέσιον, τάρβος τ' ἔκπαγλα φοβήσει;

Μνῆμαι δ' ὑμέτεραι τέφρῃ τελέθουσι ὁμοῖαι,

Σώματα δ' ἠπεδανῇ ἐναλίγκια σώμασι πηλοῦ.

Σιγᾶτ', ἔστ' δ' ἀκεὼ, καὶ ἐᾶτέ με νῦν ὀλίγον κῆρ

Ὄφρ' ὑμῖν μάλα πᾶσαν ἀληθείην καταλέξω.

Ἀθάνατός με κολάζοι ὅπως ἀντάξιον ἔστι,

Ἔρδοι ὅπως ἐθέλει, καί οἱ φίλον ἔπλετο θυμῷ.

Τίπτε δ' ἀεικέλιον χρόα μὲν κακὰ δ' ἕλκεα σαρκὸς

Λάζομ' ὀδάξ, κόνιος δεδραγμένος ὡματέουσης;

Τίπτε δ' ἐμὴν ψυχὴν παραβαλλόμενος προΐάπτω

Νωλεμέως, ἡ δ' αἰὲν ἐπὶ ξυροῦ ἵσταται ἀκμῆς;

Ἦν με κατακλείνῃ, πίσυνος δέ οἱ ἔσσομαι ἔμπης,

Τῷ τ' ἐπιδαρσήσω, καὶ ἐνὶ μέσσῳ πρὸ ὀλέθρῳ·

Ἀλλὰ καὶ ὣς ἔθεν ἄντα δικαιοσύνην μὲν ἐλέγξω.

Ὅς δέ τ' ἐμοῖσε φόως μέγα καὶ ἐπιτάρροθος ἔσται·

Οὐ γὰρ ἕο προπάροιθεν ἐλεύσεται ἠπεροπευτής.

Οὔατά μοι προσερείσατ', ἐμῆς δ' ἐπικέκλυτε φωνῆς·

Ὅφρ' εἴπω τί με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἀνώγει.

Νῦν γὰρ ἔταξα δίκην, καί μοι θώρηχθεν ἔλεγχοι

Πανσυδίῃ, πυκινὰς ἦ λόγων ἤρτυσα φάλαγγας

Ἄγριον ἐς πόλεμον, μέμασαν δέ τε ἶφι μάχεσθαι.

Οἶδ' ὅτι νικήσω, καὶ ἀναίτιος αἶψα φανεῦμαι.

Τίς μοι νῦν ἐείσει τε, καὶ ἐν δίκῃ ἀντιβολήσει;

Εἰ δ' ἔτως ἀκέων ἦμαι τετιημένος ἦτορ,

Αὐτίκ' ἀποπνεύσω, σιγῆς δέ με δέσματ' ἀπάγξει.

Ἀλλ' ἐλέαιρε Ἄναξ, καὶ ἵλαον ἔνθεο θυμὸν,

Καὶ κακὰ νῦν ἀπ' ἐμεῖο δύω τάδε νόσφιν ἐρύκοις,

Τολμήσω δ' ἄρ' ἔπειτα σέο προπάροιθεν ἱκέσθαι·

Πρῶτα μὲν ὦν ἀπ' ἐμεῖο βαρείας χεῖρας ἀπόσχειν,

Καὶ τότε θεσπεσίοις σέο δείμασι μή με ταράσσειν.

Τόφρα σὺ μέν με κάλεσσον, ἐγὼ δ' ἀπαμείβομαι αὖτις·

Ἦ καὶ ἐγὼ προφιλῶς ἐρέω, σὺ δ' ἀμείβεο μύθῳ.

Πόσσαι ἀτασθαλίαι, πόσα μοι ἀλιτήματα; δεῖξον

Ἀμπλακίην μοι ἐμὴν καὶ ἁμαρτάδα, ὄφρα δαείω.

Τίπτε δὲ μοι ἀπάτερθε τεὴν ἔκρυψας ὀπωπήν;

Καὶ ὡς ἐχθρῷ ἐόντι ὀδυσαμένος χολώθης;

Φύλλον ἀποθραύσεις δεδονημένον ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα;

Ἠέ τε καρφαλέῳ καλάμῳ μάστιγι διώξεις;

Καθδ' ἐμέθεν μάλα πολλὰ κακ' ἔγραψας, ὡς ἐνὶ βίβλῳ,

Πικρά τε καὶ στονόεντα, τά τ' οὐκ ὄφελ' ἐς φάος ἐλθεῖν.

Ἠδέ μοι ἀμπλακίας σφαλερῆς περιέστεφες ἥβης·

Ὅσσά τ' ἔρεξα πάλαι ἐνὶ νηπιέῃ ἀλεγεινῇ,

Τῶν νῦν μ' ἔμνησας, τά τε νῦν δύσηνος ἐπαυρῶ.

Ἀμφὶ δὲ ποσσὶν ἐμοῖς, ἵνα μήποτε φυκτὰ πέλωνται,

Χοίνικάς τε πέδας τ' ἔβαλες, καὶ ἀεικέα δεσμά.

Ἴχνιά μοι ἐπὶ πάντα μάλ' ἀκριβὲς ὄμμα τιταίνεις,

Καὶ σφρηγῖδ' ἐπέθηκας ἐμοῖν περὶ ταρσὰ ποδοῖιν.

Ὧδε δέ τις εἴποι κεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον,

Οὐχ ὁράῃς, ὅδ' ἀνὴρ ὡς ἀφραδίῃσιν ἔῃσι

Πρόχνυ κακῶς ἀπόλωλε, καὶ ὡς σαπερόν τι τέτηκεν,

Εἵματά θ' ὥς, ἅ τε σὴς ἕλωρ καὶ κύρμα γένηται;

Translations (3)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 13 focus

Behold, my eye has seen all this, My ear has heard and understood it.

What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.

Surely I would speak to the Almighty. I desire to reason with God.

But you are forgers of lies. You are all physicians of no value.

Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.

Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.

Will you speak unrighteously for God, And talk deceitfully for him?

Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?

Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceives a man, will you deceive him?

He will surely reprove you If you secretly show partiality.

Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall on you?

Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.

Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.

Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hand?

Behold, he will kill me; I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.

This also shall be my salvation, That a godless man shall not come before him.

Hear diligently my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.

See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.

Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.

Only don’t do two things to me; Then I will not hide myself from your face:

Withdraw your hand far from me; And don’t let your terror make me afraid.

Then call, and I will answer; Or let me speak, and you answer me.

How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin.

Why hide you your face, And hold me for your enemy?

Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

For you write bitter things against me, And make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:

You also put my feet in the stocks, And mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet:

Though I am decaying like a rotten thing, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) Experimental (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.) — 13.1 focus

[1] O friends, all these things have not come to pass unknown in my presence. But I know, and I have learned, and I have seen with my eyes; I was indeed inquiring from them, and I heard with my ears a report.

[2] But I know as much as you do. Since I am not inferior to you in understanding or in nature, though you think very deeply.

[3] Would that I could speak to God! My spirit bids me bring a quarrel before the immortal King of justice, and to display my arguments, and to enter a mighty contest.

[4] But you are liars and reckless deceivers, adorned with fabricated falsehoods in your portions. A physician is a man worth many others, but you are worthless physicians, feeble and cruel, and you do not yet know how to heal my grief.

[5] Do not now, I pray, sit beside me and mutter one thing, each from a different side. Would that you would be wholly silent, and cease from your words! And then would you be like men of understanding.

[6] Hear me, companions, who speak wicked things, and understand the disputatious words of our lips.

[7] Will you be boasters, showing favor to God? Or is it dear to you to speak windy nonsense on his behalf?

[8] Will you ever be advocates for God in judgment? Or will you bring favor to him in judgment? And having contended for him against adversaries, since now strife has arisen, will you be his helpers? Is this one in need of you?

[9] How I wish that your mind (may this be better) and your counsels were drawn out, and that I might test you! Will you mock him as a man mocks men?

[10] If indeed by transgression you set crooked laws, and afflict others and secretly show favor to others, this one in turn will greatly rebuke you and will convict you.

[11] Will not his surpassing glory terribly confound you? And will a dread, a wondrous thing, and fear terrify you exceedingly?

[12] And your memories become like ashes, and your bodies like bodies of clay.

[13] Be silent, and I too will be still, and let me alone a little while, that I may tell you all the truth. Let the Immortal punish me as much as is fitting, let him do as he wishes, and as is dear to his heart.

[14] Why then do I take up my foul flesh with my teeth, the wretched wounds of my body, clutching at the dust that is my mother? Why then, exposing my life to danger, do I cast it away relentlessly, while it ever stands on the razor's edge?

[15] Even if he shuts me in, I shall nevertheless trust in him, and I shall take courage in him, and in the midst of destruction; But even so I shall prove my righteousness before him.

[16] He who is my mighty light and helper shall be so; For no deceiver shall come before him.

[17] Lend me your ears, and hear my voice; So that I may say what my spirit within my breast urges.

[18] For now I have set my case in order, and my proofs have been armed all together; truly I have marshalled dense phalanxes of arguments for fierce war, and they are eager to fight with might. I know that I shall win, and I shall soon appear blameless.

[19] Who now will tell me, and will plead with me in justice? But if I sit thus silent, grieved in heart, straightway I shall breathe my last, and the bonds of silence will strangle me.

[20] But have mercy, Lord, and set a gracious heart within you, and now keep these two evils away from me; then I shall dare to come before you.

[21] First, then, keep your heavy hands away from me, and then do not trouble me with your dread terrors.

[22] Meanwhile you call on me, and I will answer back again; Or I too will speak plainly, and you answer with a word.

[23] How many are my transgressions, how many my sins? Show me my transgression and my sin, so that I may know.

[24] Why then have you hidden your face from me? And why, being angry as at an enemy, have you grown wrathful?

[25] Will you break off a leaf that is shaken hither and thither? Or will you pursue it with a dry stalk, with a whip?

[26] For against me you have written many very bitter and grievous evils, as in a book, things that ought not to have come into the light. And you have wreathed around me the faults of my erring youth; All that I did long ago in grievous childishness, these things you have now reminded me of, and the things that I now, wretched, enjoy.

[27] And around my feet, so that they may never be able to escape, you placed stocks and fetters, and shameful bonds. You stretch a most exact eye upon all my footprints, and you have set a seal around both my feet.

[28] And thus someone might say, looking at another nearby: "Do you not see how this man, in his follies, has utterly perished miserably, and how he has melted away like something rotten, and like a garment, which becomes the spoil and prey of a moth?"

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 13.1 focus

O Amici, non ignarum apud me hæc omnia dicta ſunt:

Novi autem & et didici, & et oculis vidi,

Audivi utique iſta, & et percepi auribus famam eorum.

Scio autem ego quod vos ſcitis; ſiquidem non ſum inferior

Nec mente nec indole vobis valde licèt prudentibus.

Utinam Deum mihi alloqui liceat! hortatur autem me

Immortali Regi judicii litem offerre, ( animus

Oſtenderéque ſermones, durúmque ſubire certamen.

Vos verò mendaces & improbi impoſtores,

Fabricatis m ̃ endaciis inſtructi inter homines.

Medicus quidem vir multorum inſtar aliorum eſt :

Vos autem medici futiles , nulliúſ q; que-momenti,

Miſelli, necdum nôſtis meum dolorem ſanare.

Nè mihi ergò obſtrepatis afſidentes aliunde alius.

Utinam obmuteſceretis prorſus, & deſiſteretis à ſermonibus,

Unde mox prudentibus ſimiles viris eſſetis.

Audite meos ſermones, mala licèt loquentes ſocii,

Et percipite noſtrorum ratiocinativa verba labiorum.

Loquaces eritis, Deo gratificantes?

Vobíſ q; que illius gratiâ placitum eſt vana dicere ?

Nunquid in judicio patroni eſtis Dei ?

Vel num ei in jure gratiam facietis? & pro eo

Contrariis verbis decertantes,quandoquidem nunc lis orta eſt,

Eritis ei adjutores? num ille veſtrûm eſt indigus ?

Utinam Immortalis veſtram mentem (hoc fatius eſſet)

Conſiliá q; que ſcrutaretur, vóſ q; que exploraret !

Eúmne irridebitis ſicut vir irriſit virum ?

Si præ improbitate iniquo-jure judicatis cauſas,

Alios lædentes , aliíſ q; que gratificantes

Clanculum , is uti q; que vos omnino increpabit & reprehendet,

Nonne vos ejus gloria excellens mirè turbabit ?

Terrór q; que cœleſtis pavórque vehementer conſternabit?

Memoriæ autem veſtræ cineri ſunt ſimiles,

Corpora autem infirmi ſimilia corporibus luti.

Silete, conticeſcite, & finite me nunc vel paululùm,

Ut vobis prorſum omnem veritatem dicam.

Immortalis me puniat ſicut par eſt,

Faciat prout vult, & ei placitum eſt animo.

Utquid verò deformem cutem meam malá q; que ulcera carnis

Prehendo mordicus, pulverem ſtringens ſanguinolentum?

Utquid autem meam animam exponens projicio

Continuè, hæc autem ſemper in novaculæ ſtat acie ?

Etiámſi me occiderit, fretus tamen eo ero nihilominus,

Eí q; que confidam, vel in media morte :

Verùm & ſic coram eo juſtitiam meam evincam.

Ille autem mihi etiam ſalus magna, & adjutor erit:

Non enim in ejus conſpectum veniet hypocrita.

Aures mihi inclinate, meám q; que percipite vocem,

Ut dicam quæ me animus in pectoribus jubet.

Nunc enim ordinavi cauſam , & et mihi armata ſunt argumenta

Omnibus-copiis, denſáſque rationum inſtruxi turmas

Sævum ad bellum, promptǽque ſunt fortiter pugnare.

Scio quòd vincam, & et inſons ſtatim apparebo.

Quis mecum nunc contendet, & et in jure obviàm-ibit?

Quòd ſi ſic obmuteſcens ſedeo mœſtus corde,

Mox expirabo, ſilentii autem me vincula ſuffocabunt.

At miſerere, O Rex, & et propitium ſume animum,

Et mala nunc à me duo hæc procul abigas,

Audebo utique deinceps coram te venire.

Primùm quidem à me graves manus abſtine,

Deinde verò mirificis tuis terroribus nè me perturba.

Tum tu me voca, ego autem reſpondebo viciſſim,

Vel etiam ego præveniens dicam, tu autem excipe ſermone.

Quot iniquitates? quot mea ſunt delicta? oſtende

Errorem mihi meum & et peccatum, ut ſciam.

Quare autem à me tuum abſcondiſti vultum?

Et quaſi inimicus fuerim, iratus mihi ſuccenſuiſti?

Folium contundes agitatum huc & et illuc?

Vel num aridam ſtipulam flagello perſequêris?

Contra me plurima mala ſcripſiſti tanquam in libro

Acerbáque & et funeſta, quæ utinam in lucem non veniant.

Et me peccatis lubricæ circundediſti adoleſcentiæ,

Quǽque patravi olim in infantia miſeranda,

Eorum nunc me commonefeciſti, eáque jam infelix luo.

Pedibus verò meis, nequando poteſtas effugiendi ſit,

Cippóſque compedéſque circunjeciſti, & et indecora vincula.

Veſtigia mea ſuper omnia valde ſeverum oculum extendiſti,

Et ſigillum impoſuiſti meorum circa plantas pedum.

Sic autem quis dicere queat intuens vicinum alium,

Nonne vides ut hic homo ſtultitiâ ſuâ

Funditus malè periit, & et velut putridum quiddam contabuit,

Et ſicut veſtimenta, quæ tineis præda & et eſca fiunt?

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Job

1. U+05D0A

2. 17 βουλευτας] + γης A 18 καθιζανων] καθιζων A | θρονων U+05D0 | περιε, δησεν] περιζωννυων αυτους A | ζωνη] ζωην A | οσφυας] οσφρυος A* (οσφυος A?) 19 εξαποστελλων] pr ο A 20 διαλασσων B* (διαλλ. Bᵃ?ᵇ) 22 ανακαλυπτων] ο αποκαλυπτων A | βαθεια A 23 καταστρωννυων] pr πλανων εθνη και απολλυων αυτα BᵃᵇU+05D0A 24 διαλλασσον U+05D0* (-σσων U+05D0c.a) | om γης A | om εν U+05D0Α | η ουκ ηδισαν οδω U+05D0 25 ψηλαφησειαν A | μη] ου A XIII 1 εωρακεν BᵃᵇU+05D0 | το ους μου ακηκοεν A 2 και 2⁰] +γε νεωτερος υμων A | ουκ ειμι ασυνετωτερος A 3 αλλα προς κν λαλησω εγω A 4 δε] γαρ A 5 σοφια] εις σοφιαν A 6 ελεγχους U+05D0 | του στοματος] om του U+05D0Α | κρισει A

3. Β

4. U+05D0AC

6. B

Septuaginta Job 13

ed. Henry Barclay Swete D.D.

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