James Duport, Job, 13.19

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[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.

Job. James Duport. . .

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

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Ἰώβ First1KGreek (Septuaginta. The Old Testament in Greek According to the Septuagint. Volume 2: I Chronicles-Tobit. Swete, Henry Barclay, editor. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1896.) — 13 focus

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·

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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.

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 13.19.1 focus

Τίς μοι νῦν ἐείσει τε, καὶ ἐν δίκῃ ἀντιβολήσει;

Εἰ δ' ἔτως ἀκέων ἦμαι τετιημένος ἦτορ,

Αὐτίκ' ἀποπνεύσω, σιγῆς δέ με δέσματ' ἀπάγξει.

Translations (2)

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.

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 13.19.1 focus

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

Quòd ſi ſic obmuteſcens ſedeo mœſtus corde,

Mox expirabo, ſilentii autem me vincula ſuffocabunt.

James Duport Job 13.19

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