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πότερον οὐχὶ πειρατήριόυ ἐστιν ὁ βἰος ἀνθρώπου ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς,

καὶ ὥσπερ μισθίου αὐθημερινοῦ ἡ ζωὴ αὐτοῦ;

ἢ ὥσπερ θεράπων δεδοικὼς τὸν κύριον αὐτοῦ καὶ τετευχὼς

σκιᾶς,

ἢ ὤσπερ μισθωτὸς ἀναμένων τὸν μισθὸν αὐτοῦ;

οὕτως κἀγὼ ὑπέμεινα μῆνας κενούς,

νύκτες δὲ ὀδυνῶν δεδομέναι μοί εἰσιν.

ἐὰν κοιμηθῶ, λέγω Πότε ἡμέρα;

ὧς δʼ ἂν ἀναστῶ, πάλιν Πότε ἐσπέρας

πλήρης δέ γίνομαι ὀδυνῶν ἀπὸ ἑσπέρας ἕως πρωί.

φύρεται δέ μου τὸ σῶμα ἐν σαπρίᾳ σκωλήκων,

τήκω δὲ βώλακας γῆς ἀπὸ ἰχῶρος ξύων.

ὁ δὲ βίος μού ἐστιν ἐλαφρώτερος λαλιᾶς,

ἀπόλωλεν δὲ ἐν κενῇ ἐλπίδι.

μνήσθητι οὖν ὅτι πνεῦμά μου ἡ ζωή,

καὶ οὐκ ἔτι ἐπανελεύσεται ὀφθαλμός μου ἰδεῖν ἀγαθόν.¶

οὐ περιβλέψεταί με ὀφθαλμὸς ὁρῶντός με·

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oἱ ὀφθαλμοοί σου ἐν ἐμοί, καὶ οὐκ ἔτι εἰμί,

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ὥσπερ νέφος ἀποκαθαρθὲν ἀπʼ οὐρανοῦ.

ἐὰν γὰρ ἄνθρωπος καταβῇ εἰς ᾅ δην, οὐκ ἔτι μὴ ἀναβῇ,

οὐδ᾿ οὐ μὴ ἐπιστρέψῃ εἰς τὸν ἴδιον οἶκον,

οὐδʼ οὐ μὴ ἐπιγνῷ αὐτὸν ἔτι ὁ τόπος αὐτοῦ.

ἀτὰρ οὖν οὐδὲ ἐγὼ φείσομαι τῷ στόματί μου.

λαλήσω ἐν ἀνάγκῃ ὤν,

ἀνοίξω πικρίαν ψυχῆς μου συνεχόμενος.

πότερον θάλασσά εἰμι ἢ δράκων,

ὅτι κατέταξας ἐπʼ ἐμέ φυλακήν

εἶπα ὅτι Μαρακαλέσει με ἡ κλίνη μου.

ἀνοίσω δέ πρὸς ἐμαυτὸν ἰδἰᾳ λόγον τῇ κοίτῃ μου·

ἐκφοβεῖς με ἐνυπνίοις, καὶ ἐν ὁράμασίν με καταπλήσσεις.

ἀπαλλάξεις ἀπὸ πνεύματός μου τὴν ψυχήν μου.

ἀπὸ δὲ θανάτου τὰ ὀστᾶ μου.

οὐ γὰρ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ζήσομαι, ἴνα μακροθυμήσω-

ἀπόστα ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ, κενὸς γάρ μου ὁ βἰος.

τί γάρ ἐστιν ἄνθρωπος ὅτι ἐμεγάλυνας αὐτόν;

ἢ ὅτι προσέχεις τὸν νοῦν εἰς αὐτόν;

ἢ ἐπισκοπὴν αὐτοῦ ποιήσῃ ἕως τὸ πρωί,

καὶ εἰς ἀνάπαυσιν αὐτὸν κρινεῖς;

ἔως τἰνος οὐκ ἐᾷς με

οὐδὲ προίῃ με, ἕως ἂν καταπίω τὸν πτύελόν μου ἐν ὀδύνῃς

εἰ ἐγὼ ἥμαρτον, τί δυνήσομαι πρᾶξαι,

ὁ ἐπιστάμενος τὸν νοῦν τῶν ἀνθρώπων;

διὰ τἰ ἔθου με κατεντευκτὴν σου,

εἱμὶ δὲ ἐπὶ σοὶ φορτίον;

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καὶ διὰ τί οὐκ ἐποιαὴσαν τῆς ἀνομίας μου λήθην

καὶ καθαρμσμὸν τῆς ἁμαρτίὼς μου;

νυνὶ δὲ εἰς γῆν ἀπελεύσομαι,

ὀρθρίζων δὲ οὐκ ἔτι εἰμί.

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.)

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Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 7.1 focus

”Οὐκ ἄρα μόρσιμον ἦμαρ ἐπιχθονίοισι πέπεμπται;

”Οὐ ζωῆς ὅρος ἐστὶν, ἐπεκλώσαντο δὲ κῆρες;

Τὸν δ' οὔ πω τινά φημι πεφυγμένον ἔμμεναι ἀνδρῶν;

Οὐ κακὸν, οὐδὲ μὲν ἐσθλὸν, ἐπὴν τὰ πρῶτα γένηται.

”Ἤματα δ' ἀνθρώπων, ὡς ἤματα μισθωτοῖο.

Ὡς σκιὴ εὐφραίνει δμωὸς κεκαφηότα θυμὸν,

Ὥρῃ ἐνὶ θερινῇ καμάτῳ ἀδδηκότος αἰνῶς,

Ἱδρῷ τειρομένου ὑπὸ καύματος· ὥς δ' ὅτ' ἔειδος

”Ἀλλήκτῳ κραδίῃ νύκτας τε καὶ ἤματα μίμνει,

”Εἰσόκε μισθὸν ἄροιτο· τὸ γὰρ γέρας ἐστὶ καμόντων·

”Ἀσπάσιον δ' ἄρα τῷγε τέλος καμάτοιο πέφανται.

”Ὡς μοι θέσφατόν ἐστι πολὺν χρόνον ἐκτολυπεύειν

Μαψιδίως, καὶ μῆνας ἀνηνύσῳ ἐπὶ μόχθῳ.

”Αἰεὶ δ' ἀργαλέῳ ἔχομ' ἄλγματι, οὐδέ πῃ ἔστιν

”Ἀμπνεῦσαι κακότητος, ὀϊζυροῦ τε πόνοιο·

”Οὐδέ ποτ' ἠέλιος μ' ἴδεν ἥσυχον, οὔτε σελήνη,

”Ἤματα δὲ στενάχω, καὶ ἀΰπνους νύκτας ἰαύω.

Κεῖμαι ἐνὶ λέκτρῳ ποτιδέγμενος ἠῶ δῖαν·

Ὁππότε δ' ὄρσομ'; ἔειπα, καὶ, ”Ἕως πότε νὺξ ἔτι μίμνει;

Πάννυχος ἐγρήσσω, καὶ ἑλίσσομαι ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,

”Ἄλλοτ' ἐπὶ πλευρὰς κατακείμενος, ἄλλοτε δ' αὖτε

”Ὑπτιος, ἄλλοτε δὲ πρηνὴς, τετιημένος ἦτορ.

Σάρκα δέ μοι σκώληξ καὶ βῶλος ἀμφεκάλυψεν,

”Ἀμφιδρυφὴς δὲ χρὼς κεχαραγμένος ὠτειλῇσιν,

”Αἵματι καὶ λύθρῳ πεπαλαγμένος, ἀμφὶ μέλεωσιν.

Τήκετ' ἀφειδελίως, πᾶς δὲ βρύει ἕλκεσι λυγροῖς.

Ἔφθιτό μοι ζωή ἄτερ ἐλπίδος· ᾤχετο δ' αἰὼν

Κερκίδας ὠκυτέρη, ἥ τ' ἰδμοσύνησιν ὑφάντεω

Ρίμφα διαψήχουσα μίτον ἅμα πνέον ἕλκει.

Ἦ οὐκ ἄρα μέμνησαι, ὅτι μοι βίος ὥστ' ἄελλα

Ὧκα μάλ' αἰΐσσει, δ' αἰθέρος ἀτρυγέτοιο,

Οὐδέ ποτ' αὖ ἀγαθὸν πάλιν ὄψομαι ὀφθαλμοῖσιν;

Οὐκέτι μ' ὀφθαλμός κεν ἴδοι πάλιν, ὃς πρὶν ὄπωπεν·

Ὄμματα σά δ' ἐπ' ἐμεῖο, καὶ οὐκέτι δηρὸν ἐσεῦμαι.

Ἠΰτε γὰρ νεφέλη, ὅτ' ἐπιπέρχωσιν ἄηται

Πνοιῇσι λιγυρῇσι τανυμμένη, ἐξαπιναίως

Ὧιχετο, τὴν γάρ τ' αἶψα διεσκέδασ' ἲς ἀνέμοιο

Λαίλαπι θεσπεσίῃ, καὶ ἀπεσυφέλιξεν Ὀλύμπου·

Οὕτως ὃς ἂρ ἅπαξ κατέβη δόμον Ἄϊδος εἴσω,

Οὐδέ κεν ἐκ ἀμβαίη, ἐπεὶ πάλιν οὐκέτι νόστος.

Οὐ δύναιτ' ὅνδε δόμονδε παλίμβιος ἀπονέεσθαι·

Οὐκέθ' ὁ χῶρος ἑὸς πάλιν ὄψεται, οὐκέτι πατρίς.

Τούνεκα γλῶσσαν ἐμὴν οὐκ ἰσχάνει ἕρκος ὀδόντων;

Οὐδ' ἀκέων ἔσσομαι· κέλεται δέ με θυμὸς ἀνίῃ

Οἰκτρ' ὀλοφύρασθαι, ὑπὸ πημάτων θυμαλέων,

Καὶ θαλεροῖο γόοιο τεταρπέσθαι φίλον ἦτορ.

Εἰμὶ δὲ πόντος ἐγώ, ἠὲ κῆτος ἐν οἴδματι πόντου

Ἄγριον, οἷά τε πολλὰ πελώρια τέτραφεν ἅλμη,

Ὄφρά με νῦν πεδάων, περί τ' ἀμφί τε δέσματα βάλλων

Εἴρξῃς ἀστυφέλως, ἵνα μήποτε φυκτὰ πέλωνται;

Εἴποτ' ἔφην, "Ὅτι λέκτρον ἐμοὶ παραμύθιον ἔσται,

Εὐνή τε μαλακὴ παύσει γόον" ( Ἦ γὰρ ἐκείνη

Ἡσυχίως χυέτεσσκε κασιγνήτη τε τάφοιο)

Τόφρα δ' ἐμοὶ κ' ὀνείρατ' ἐπέσσευεν κακὰ δαίμων,

Φάσμασι νυκτερινοῖσι καὶ ὀπτασίῃσι ταράσσων.

Τούνεκα δὲ πνῖγα θυμὸς ἑέλδεται, οὐδέ νύ μοι κῆρ

Ἤθελ' ἔτι ζώειν, καὶ ὁρᾷν φάος ἠελίοιο.

Ὦ μοι ἐγώ, τί πάθω; ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἐθέλοιμι βιῶναι

Πάντοτε καὶ ἐσαεί· ὡς ἄχθομαι; ἀλλά μ' ἔασον,

Ὦ Πάτερ, ὦ Βασιλεῦ, ὅτι μοι βίος ἐστὶ μάταιος.

Ἄνθρωπος τί γάρ ἐστιν, ὅτ' αὐτῷ κῦδος ὄρεξας;

Ἦ ὅτι σῷ τόσον κεχαρισμένος ἔπλετο θυμῷ;

Τῷδέ τε πᾶσαν ἐπ' ἠῶ ἐπίσκοπον ὄμμα τιταίνεις,

Τόνδέ τε νωλεμέως δοκιμάζεις πᾶσαν ἐπ' ὥρην;

Ἔως πότε μ' οὐκ ἐάας σόον ἔμμεναι; ἔτ' ὀλίγον πὲρ,

Οὐδ' ἕως ἂν σίαλον μοι λαυκανίης καθέηκας;

Ἀασάμην· τί δέ σοι ῥέξω, πανυπέρτατε Σῶτερ

Ἀνδρομέης γενεῆς; τί δέ με σκοπὸν ἔμμεν' ἔθηκας,

Τῷ ῥ' ἐπιτοξάζοιο τιτυσκόμενος βελέεσσιν,

Ὡς αὐτόν με γενέσθ' ἐμοὶ χαλεπώτατον ἄχθος;

Τίπτε γε δυσνομίας μοι ἐμὰς οὐ μᾶλλον ἀφήσεις;

Τίπτ' ἐκ ἀμπλακίας ὀλέσεις; Τάχα δ' εἰνὶ κονίῃ

Κείσομαι· ἠῶθι ζητούμενος, οὐκέτ' ἐσεῦμαι.

Translations (3)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 7 focus

Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?

As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, As a hireling who looks for his wages,

So am I made to possess months of misery, Wearisome nights are appointed to me.

When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope.

Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.

The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.

As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, So he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.

He shall return no more to his house, Neither shall his place know him any more.

Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That you put a guard over me?

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;

Then you scar me with dreams, And terrify me through visions:

So that my soul chooses strangling, Death rather than my bones.

I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.

What is man, that you should magnify him, That you should set your mind on him,

That you should visit him every morning, And test him every moment?

How long will you not look away from me, Nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?

If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, So that I am a burden to myself?

Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be.

English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) Experimental (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.) — 7.1 focus

[1] Is it not, then, a destined day that has been sent to mortals? Is there not a limit of life, and have the fates spun it out? Him I say no one of men has yet escaped being? Neither evil nor yet good, once these first things come to be. And the days of men are as the days of a hired laborer.

[2] As a shadow cheers a slave whose spirit is gasping, in the summer season, when he is terribly faint with toil, worn out by sweat under the heat; As when a servant, with a steadfast heart, waits through nights and days, until he may receive his wage; for that is the reward of those who toil; and so a welcome end of toil has appeared for him.

[3] So it is decreed for me to drag out a long time in vain, and months in endless toil. Always I am held by grievous pain, and there is no way to breathe free of misery and wretched toil; Nor did the sun ever see me at rest, nor the moon; but I groan by day, and I pass sleepless nights.

[4] I lie on my bed awaiting the bright dawn; When shall I arise? I said, and, 'How long will the night still remain?' All night long I keep awake, and I toss hither and thither, now lying on my sides, now again on my back, and now prone, grieved at heart.

[5] Worms and clods of earth have covered my flesh all around, my skin is torn apart, gashed with wounds, defiled with blood and gore, all over my limbs. It melts away relentlessly, and the whole body swells with grievous sores.

[6] My life has perished without hope. My life has gone swifter than a weaver's shuttle, which by the weaver's skill, swiftly brushing aside the thread, draws it on as it breathes.

[7] Truly, do you not remember that my life darts swiftly like a storm, and of the unharvested aether, and I shall never again see good with my eyes?

[8] No longer would an eye that once saw me look upon me again; Your eyes are upon me, and I shall no longer endure for long.

[9] For like a cloud, when the winds come upon it, stretched out by shrill blasts, it suddenly was gone; for the might of the wind swiftly scattered it with a wondrous tempest, and swept it away from Olympus. So he who once has gone down into the house of Hades, would not come up again, since there is no return any more.

[10] He could not return again to his house; His place will no longer see him again, nor his homeland any more.

[11] Therefore does the fence of my teeth not hold back my tongue? Nor shall I keep silent; My spirit bids me lament piteously because of grievous woes, and to gladden my dear heart with abundant wailing.

[12] Am I then a sea, or a wild sea-monster in the swell of the deep, such as the brine has reared many monstrous ones, that you now bind me with fetters, casting bonds all around, and shut me in unshaken, so that they may never be escaped?

[13] If ever I said, "That a bed will be a comfort to me, and a soft couch will stop my groaning" (for indeed that one was poured out in quiet, and sister to the grave), then meanwhile the evil spirit kept rushing dreams upon me, troubling me with nightly phantoms and visions.

Τόφρα δ' ἐμοὶ κ' ὀνείρατ' ἐπέσσευεν κακὰ δαίμων,

Φάσμασι νυκτερινοῖσι καὶ ὀπτασίῃσι ταράσσων.

[15] Therefore my soul desires choking, and my heart no longer wished to live, and to see the light of the sun.

[16] Woe is me, what shall I suffer? Since I would not wish to live forever and ever; how I am burdened? But leave me alone, O Father, O King, for my life is vanity.

[17] For what is man, that you have stretched out glory to him? Or is it that he has become so pleasing to your heart?

[18] And do you stretch a watchful eye upon him all the day, and do you test him continually every hour?

[19] How long will you not let me be safe? Yet a little while, and will you not, until you have swallowed down my spittle from my throat?

[20] I have sinned; but what shall I do to you, O most exalted Savior of the race of man? and why have you made me a mark, at which you would shoot aiming with arrows, so that I become to myself a most grievous burden?

[21] Why then will you not rather let go my transgressions? Why will you destroy me for my sin? Soon I shall lie in the dust; at dawn you will seek me, but I shall no longer be.

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 7.1 focus

NOnne fatalis dies mortalibus præfixa eſt?

Nonne vitæ terminus eſt,deſtinârunt verò eum Parcæ?

Quem adhuc neminem arbitror effugiſſe hominum.

Neque malum, neque bonum, poſtquam primùm genitus fit.

Dies verò hominis, ut dies mercenarii.

Sicut umbra lætificat ſervi anhelantem animum,

Tempore æſtivo labore laſſati duro,

Sudore defeſſi, præ æſtu; & ſicut operarius

Indefinenti corde noctéſque diéſque expectat,

Dum mercedem recipiat; hoc enim præmium eſt laborantium;

Gratus utique huic finis laboris apparuit.

Sic mihi in fatis eſt multum temporis exantlare

Fruſtra, & menſes irrito in labore.

Semper autem gravi teneor anhelitu, neque uſquam licet

Reſpirare ab affliction e ærumnoſóque labore:

Neque unquam ſol me vidit quietum, neque luna;

Interdiu autem ingemiſco, & inſomnes noctes traduco.

Jaceo in lecto expectans auroram divinam;

Quando ſurgam? inquam, &, Quouſq; Quouſque nox adhuc manet?

Totâ nocte vigilo, & volutor fúſque déque;

Interdum in latera inclinatus, interdum verò rurſus

Supinus, interdum verò pronus, afflictus corde.

Carnem autem meam vermis & gleba pulverulenta circundedit;

Laceráque cutis exarata vulneribus,

Sanguine & ſanie polluta, circa membra

Tabeſcit turpiter, totus autem ſcateo ulceribus tetris.

Defecit me vita ſine ſpe: tranſiit autem ævum

Radio ocyus, qui peritiâ textoris

Celeriter pertranſiens licium ſimul ſtamen trahit.

An non meminiſti, quòd mea vita eſt ſicut procella

Cito admodum ruens per ærem infrugiferum,

Nec unquam bonum iterum intuebor oculis ?

Non ampliùs me oculus videbit denuo qui priùs aſpexit:

Oculi tui ſuper me, & non ampliùs diu ero.

Veluti enim nubes, quando irruunt venti,

Flatibus ſtridulis verberata, derepentè

Evanuit, eam enim ſtatim diſpulit vis venti

Procellâ ingenti, & derurbavit cœlo:

Sic qui ſemel deſcendit in ſepulcrum,

Non ampliùs aſcendit: abinde rurſus haudquaqu ã am eſt reditus.

Non poteſt ſuam domum redivivus reverti:

Non ampliùs eum locus ſuus iterum videbit,non ampliùs patria.

Quamobrem linguam meam non cohibet vallum dentium,

Neque tacitus ero; jubet autem me animus præ angore

Miſerabiliter lamentari præ amaris doloribus,

Et recèns ſemper-repullulante luctu delectare charum cor.

Súmne autem pontus ego, aut cetus in gurgite ponti

Immanis, qualia multa monſtra nutrivit ſalum,

Ut me nunc conſtringens, & circumcirca vincula induens

Includeres tutò, ut nullo modo poteſtas effugiendi ſit ?

Siquando dixi, Lectus mihi ſolatio erit,

Cubiléque molle ſedabit luctum; (Certè enim illud

Quietis mater ſorórque ſepulcri.)

Tum verò mihi & inſomnia immiſit mala Numen,

Spectris nocturnis & viſionibus perturbans.

Igitur ſuffocationem anima deſiderat, neque meum cor

Veller ampliùs vivere, & videre lucem ſolis.

Hei mihi, quid patior? quandoquidem nollem vivere

Semper & in perpetuum: quàm ægrè habeo ! At mitté me,

O Pater, ô Rex, quoniam mea vita eſt vana.

Homo enim quid eſt, quòd ipſi gloriam præbuiſti ?

Vel quòd tuo adeò gratus eſt animo ?

In eum ſingulo manè ſpeculatorem oculum intendis,

Eúmque indefinenter exploras ſingulis horis.

Quouſ q; que me haud finis ſalvum eſſe? nè tantillùm quidem,

Donec ſalivam meam per guttur demiſero?

Peccavi. Quid tibi faciam, ſupreme Servator

Humani generis? Utquid me ſcopum eſſe poſuiſti,

In quem arcum intenderes collimans telis,

Adeò ut ego ipſe ſim mihi graviſſimum onus?

Quare iniquitates mihi meas non potiùs remittes?

Quare non peccata abolebis? Mox autem in pulvere

Jacebo: diluculò quæſitus non ampliùs ero.

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1. ¶ C

2. U+05D0ΑC

3. 25 αληθινου] pr ανδρος A | ισχυν] pr ρημα ουδε A 26 ρημασιν με] τα | ρηματα μου A | om γαρ A | υμων φθεγμα ρηματος] φθεγματος ρηματος ρηματος | υμων A* (ras τος ρημα (20) A?) | φθεγματο (?φθεγμα το) U+05D0* (improb το U+05D01 ) | 27 om επ A 28 εισβλεψας] εμβλεψας A 29 αδνκον] + εν κρισιU+05D0c.a) (postea | ras) A | συνερχεσθε] +νυν αρξασθαι U+05D0c.a ᵛⁱᵈ (postea ras) 30 ου γαρ.. αδιπον] ου γαρ εστιν αδικον εν γλωσση μου A (ου γαρ ει α. sup ras pl litt Aa) | η ο λαρυγξ μου ουχι] inter η et ο superscr ουχι U+05D0c.a sod ipse postea del: ) ουχι δε και ο λαρ. μου A VII 1 ουχι] seq β in U+05D0* (improb β U+05D01) | ανθρωπου] pr του U+05D0 | μισθου A 2 τετευχως] τετυχηκως A 3 καγω| και εγω A | κενους] καινους U+05D0AC 4 πληρεις B | απο] αφ AC 5 ξυων] ξεων AC 6 ελαφροτερος BᵃᵇU+05D0c.a AC | λαλας] δρομεως U+05D0c.a (postea restit λαλ) A | κενη] κασνη U+05D0C 7 ουν] δε A | οφθαλμιος] pr ο U+05D0AC 8 ου περιβλεψεται] ου κατενοι A | με 1⁰] μοι A | οφθαλμος] pr ο A

4. Β

5. U+05D0A

7. B

Septuaginta Job 7

ed. Henry Barclay Swete D.D.

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