James Duport, Job, 19.17

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[17] Nor has my wife kept alive at my voice when I spoke, but she has hated me; her breath is loathsome to me, which flows from my mouth terribly as I speak; and it is thankless to his own people, whatever I may say. If I plead even for my dear children and sweet marriage-beds — but I think that she will not be persuaded by 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.) — 19 focus

῾ Υπολαβὼν δὲ ᾿ Ιὼβ λέγει

Ἕως τίνος ἔγκοπον ποιήσετε ψυχήν μου,

καὶ καθαιρεῖτε με λόγοις;

γνῶτε μόνον ὅτι ὁ κύριος ἐποίησέ με οὕτως·

καταλαλεῖτέ μου, οὐκ αἰσχυνόμενοί με ἐπίκεισθέ μοι.

ναὶ δὴ ἐπʼ ἀληθείας ἐγὼ ἐπλανήθην,

παρʼ ἐμοὶ δὲ αὐλίζεται πλάνος,

a λαλῆσαι ῥήματα ἃ οὐκ ἔδει,

τὰ δὲ ῥήματά μου πλανᾶται καὶ οὐκ ἐπὶ καιροῦ.

ἔα δὲ ὅτι ἐπʼ ἐμοὶ μεγαλύνεσθε·

ἐνάλλεσθε δέ μοι ὀνείδει.

γνῶτε οὖν ὅτι ὁ κύριός ἐστιν ὁ ταράξας,

ὀχύρωμα δὲ αὐτοῦ ἐπʼ ἐμὲ ὕψωσεν.

ἰδοὺ γελῶ ὀνείδει καὶ οὐ λαλήσω·

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κεκράξομαι, καὶ οὐδαμοῦ κρίμα.

κύκλῳ περιῳκοδόμημαι, καὶ οὐ μὴ διαβῶ,

ἐπὶ πρόσωπόν μου σκότος ἔθετο.

τὴν δὲ δόξαν ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ ἐξέδυσεν,

ἀφεῖλεν δὲ στέφανον ἀπὸ κεφαλῆς μου.

διέσπασέν με κύκλῳ καὶ ᾠχόμην.

ἐξέκοψεν δὲ ὥσπερ δένδρον τὴν ἐλπίδα μου.

δεινῶς δέ μοι ὀργῇ ἐχρήσατο,

ἡγήσατο δέ με ὥσπερ ἐχθρόν.

ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ ἦλθον τὰ πειρατήρια αὐτοῦ ἐπʼ ἐμοί,

ταῖς ὁδοῖς μου ἐκύκλωσαν ἐνκάθετοι.

ἀπ ἐμοῦ ἀδελφοί μου ἀπέστησαν,

ἔγνωσαν ἀλλοτρίους ἤ ἐμἐ·

φίλοι δέ μου ἀνελεήμονες γεγόνασιν.

οὐ προσεποιήσαντό με οἱ ἐγγύτατοί μου,

καὶ οἱ εἰδότες μου τὸ ὄνομα ἐπελάθοντό μου.

γείτονες οἰκίας θεράπαιναί τε μου,

ἀλλογενὴς ἤμην ἐναντίον αὐτῶν.

θεράποντά μου ἐκάλεσα, καὶ οὐχ ὑπήκουσεν·

στόμα δέ μου ἐδέετο, 17 καὶ ἱκέτευον τὴν γυναῖκά μου,

προσεκαλούμην δὲ κολακεύων υἱοὺς παλλακίδων μου·

οἱ δὲ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ἀπεποιήσαντό με·

ὅταν ἀναστῶ, κατʼ ἐμοῦ λαλοῦσιν.

ἐβδελύξαντό με οἱ ἰδόντες με·

οὕς δὴ ἠγαπήκειν, ἐπανέστησάν μοι.

ἐν δέρματί μου ἐσάπησαν αἱ σάρκες μου,

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τὰ δὲ ὀστᾶ μου ἐν ὀδοῦσιν ἔχεται.

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ἐλεήσατέ με, ἐλεήσατέ με, ὦ φίλου

χεὶρ γὰρ Κυρίου ἡ ἁψαμένη μού ἐστιν.

διὸ τί με διώκετε ὥσπερ καὶ ὁ κύριος.

ἀπὸ δὲ σαρκῶν μου οὐκ ἐμπίπλασθε;

τίς γὰρ ἂν δώη γραφῆναι τὰ ῥήματά μου.

τεθῆναι δὲ αὐτὰ ἐν βιβλίῳ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα,

ἐν γραφίῳ σιδηρῷ καὶ μολίβῳ;

οἴδα γὰρ ὅτι ἀέναος ἐστιν ὁ ἐκλύειν με μέλλων·

ἐπὶ γῆς ⁶ἀναστήσαι τὸ δέρμα μου τὸ ἀναντλοῦν ταῦτα.

παρὰ γὰρ Κυρίου ταῦτά μοι συνετελέσθη,

ἃ ἐγὼ ἐμαυτῷ συνεπίσταμαι,

§ἃ ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἑόρακεν καὶ οὐκ ἄλλος.

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πάντα δέ μοι συντετέλεσται ἐν κόλπῳ.

εἰ δὲ καὶ ἐρεῖτε Τί ἐροῦμεν ἔναντι αὐτοῦ;

καὶ ῥίζαν λόγου εὑρήσομεν ἐν αὐτῷ·

εὐλαβήθητε δὴ καὶ ὑμεῖς ἀπὸ ἐπικαλύμματος·

θυμὸς γὰρ ἐπʼ ἀνόμους ἐπελεύσεται,

καὶ τότε γνώσονται ποῦ ἔστιν αὐτῶν ἡ ὕλη.

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 19.17.1 focus

Οὐδ' ἄλοχος ζωώηκεν ἐμεῦ ὄπα φωνησάντος,

Ἀλλ' ἐμ' ἀπέχθηρε, στυγερὴ δέ οἱ ἔστιν ἀϋτμὴ,

Ἥ μευ ἀπὸ στόματος ῥέει αἰνῶς φθεγγομένοιο,

Καὶ ἀχάριστον ἑοῖς πέλει ἔασιν ὅ, τι κεν εἴπω,

Εἰ κῂ ὑπὲρ τεκέων τε φίλων γλυκέων θ' ὑμεναίων

Λίσσομαι, ἀλλ' ἐπὶ ὡς μιν ἐγὼ πείσεσθαι ὀΐω.

Translations (2)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 19 focus

Then Job answered,

How long will you torment me, And crush me with words?

You have reproached me ten times. You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.

If it is true that I have erred, My error remains with myself.

If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach;

Know now that God has subverted me, And has surrounded me with his net.

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.

He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, And has set darkness in my paths.

He has stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.

He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.

He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.

His troops come on together, Build a siege ramp against me, And encamp around my tent.

He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.

My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.

Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.

I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer; I beg him with my mouth.

My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.

Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.

All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.

My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

Have pity on me, have pity on me, you my friends; For the hand of God has touched me.

Why do you persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?

Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!

That with an iron pen and lead They were engraved in the rock forever!

But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.

After my skin is destroyed, Then in my flesh shall I see God,

Whom I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.

If you say, How we will persecute him! Because the root of the matter is found in me,

Be afraid of the sword, For wrath brings the punishments of the sword, That you may know there is a judgment.

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 19.17.1 focus

Nec uxor percepit mei vocem loquentis,

Sed me odit, inviſus autem ei eſt halitus,

Qui meo ab ore fluit ægrè loquentis,

Et ingratum eſt illius auribus, quicquid dixero,

Quanquam per liberos charos dulcéſque hymenæos

Oro, tamen neque ſic eã eam ego perſuaſum iri puto.

James Duport Job 19.17

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