James Duport, Job, 5.22

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Ποινὴν καὶ πείνην γελάσεις σέθεν, ἔκ τ' ἀθερίστους

Λοιμήν τε λιμόν τε, καὶ οὐ κακὰ θηρία δείσεις.

Job. James Duport. . .

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

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

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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.) — 5 focus

ἐπικάλεσαι δέ, εἴ τίς σοι ὑπακούσεται,

ἢ εἲ τινα ἀγγέλων ἁγίων ὄψῃ.

καὶ γὰρ ἄφρονα ἀναιρεῖ ὀργή.

πεπλανημένον δὲ θανατοῖ ζῆλος.

ἐγὼ δὲ ἑώρακα ἄφρονας ῥίζαν βάλλοντας.

ἀλλ᾿ εὐθέως ἐβρώθη αὐτῶν ἡ δίαιτα.

πόρρω γένοιντο οἱ υἱοὶ αὐτῶν ἀπὸ σωτηρίας,

κολαβρισθείησαν δὲ ἐπὶ θύραις ἡσσόνων, καὶ οὐκ ἔσται ὁ

ἐξαιρούμενος.

ἃ γὰρ ἐκεῖνοι συνήγαγον, δίκαιωρι ἔδονται,

αὐτοὶ δὲ ἐκ κακῶν οὐκ ἐξαίρετοι ἔσσυται·

ἐκσιφωνισθείη αὐτῶν ἡ ἰσχύς.

οὐ γὰρ μὴ ἐξέλθῃ ἐκ τῆς γῆς κόπος,

οὐδὲ ἐξ ὀρέων ἀναβλαστήσει πόνος·

ἀλλὰ ἄνθρωπος γεννᾶται κόπῳ,

νεοσσοὶ δὲ γυπὸς τὰ ὑψηλὰ πέτονται.

οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλὰ ἐγὼ δεηθήσομαι Κυρίου,

Κύριον δὲ τὸν πάντων δεσπότην ἐπικαλέσομαι,

τὸν ποιοῦντα μεγάλα καὶ ἀυεξιχνίὼμσπα,

ἔνδοξά τε καὶ ἐξαίσια, ὧν οὐκ ἔστιν ἀρθμός·

τὸν διδόντα ὑετὸν ἐπὶ τὴν γῆν,

ἀποστέλλοντα ὕδωρ ἐπὶ τὴν ὑπʼ οὐρανόν·

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τὸν ποιοῦντα ταπεινοὺς εἰς ὕψος,

καὶ ἀπολωλότας ἐξεγείροντα·

διαλλάσσοντα βουλὰς πανούργων,

καὶ οὐ μὴ ποιήσουσιν αἱ χεῖρες αὐτῶν ἀληθές.

ὁ καταλαμβάνων σοφοὺς ἐν τῇ φρονήσει.

βουλὴν δὲ πολυπλόκων ἐξέστησεν·

ἡμέρας συναντήσεται αὐτοῖς σκότος,

τὸ δέ μεσημβρινὸν ψηλαφήσαισαν ἴσα νυκτί

ἀπόλοιντο δὲ ἐν πολέμῳ,

ἀδύνατος δὲ ἐξέλθοι ἐκ χειρὸς δυνάστου·

εἴη δὲ ἀδυνάτῳ ἐλπίς,

ἀδίκου δὲ στόμα ἐμφραχθείη.

μακάριος δὲ ἄνθρωπος ὃν ἤλεγξεν ὁ κύριος·

νουθέτημα δέ Παντοκράτορος μὴ ἀπαναίνου.

αὐτὸς γὰρ ἀλγεῖν ποιεῖ καὶ πάλιν ἀποκαθίστησιν·

ἔπαισεν, καὶ αἱ χεῖρες αὐτοῦ ἰάσαντο.

ἑξάκις ἐξ ἀναγκῶν σε ἐξελεῖται,

ἐν δὲ τῷ ἑβδόμῳ οὐ μὴ ἅψηταί σου κακόν.

ἐν λιμῷ ῥύσεταί σε ἐκ θανάτου,

ἐν πολέμῳ δέ ἐκ χειρὸς σιδήρου λύσει σε.

ἀπὸ μάστιγος γλώσσης σε κρύψει,

καὶ οὐ μὴ φοβηθῇς ἀπὸ κακῶν ἐρχομένων.

ἀοίκων καὶ ἀνόμων καταγελάσῃ,

ἀπὸ δὲ θηρίων ἀγρίων οὐ μὴ φοβηθῇς·

θῆρες γὰρ ἄγριοι εἰρηνεύσουσίν σοι.

εἶτα γνώσῃ ὅτι εἰρηνεύσει σου ὁ οἶκος,

ἡ δὲ δίαιτα τῆς σκηνῆς σου οὐ μὴ ἁμάρτῃ.

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γνώσῃ δὲ ὅτι πολὺ τὸ σπέρμα σου,

πὰ δὲ τέκνα σου ἔσται ὥσπερ τὸ παμβότανον τοῦ ἀγροῦ.

ἐλεύσῃ δὲ ἐν τάφῳ ὥσπερ σῖτος ὥριμος κατὰ καιρὸν θεριζόμενος,

ἣ ὥσπερ θιμονιὰ ἄλωνος καθʼ ὥραν συνκομισθεῖσα.

ἰδοὺ ταῦτα οὕτως ἐξιχνιάσαμεν,

ταῦτά ἐστιν ἃ ἀκηκόαμεν·

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§σὺ δὲ γνῶθι σεαυτῷ εἵ τι ἔπραξας.

Translations (3)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 5 focus

Call now; is there any who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn?

For resentment kills the foolish man, And jealousy kills the simple.

I have seen the foolish taking root, But suddenly I cursed his habitation.

His children are far from safety, They are crushed in the gate. Neither is there any to deliver them,

Whose harvest the hungry eats up, And take it even out of the thorns; The snare gapes for their substance.

For affliction doesn’t come forth from the dust, Neither does trouble spring out of the ground;

But man is born to trouble, As the sparks fly upward.

But as for me, I would seek God, To God would I commit my cause;

Who does great things that can’t be fathomed, Marvelous things without number;

Who gives rain on the earth, And sends waters on the fields;

So that he sets up on high those who are low, Those who mourn are exalted to safety.

He frustrates the devices of the crafty, So that their hands can’t perform their enterprise.

He takes the wise in their own craftiness; The counsel of the cunning is carried headlong.

They meet with darkness in the day-time, And grope at noonday as in the night.

But he saves from the sword of their mouth, Even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

So the poor has hope, And injustice shuts her mouth.

Behold, happy is the man whom God corrects: Therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty.

For he wounds, and binds up; He injures, and his hands make whole.

He will deliver you in six troubles; Yes, in seven there shall no evil touch you.

In famine he will redeem you from death; In war, from the power of the sword.

You shall be hidden from the scourge of the tongue, Neither shall you be afraid of destruction when it comes.

At destruction and famine you shall laugh, Neither shall you be afraid of the animals of the earth.

For you shall be in league with the stones of the field. The animals of the field shall be at peace with you.

You shall know that your tent is in peace. You shall visit your fold, and shall miss nothing.

You shall know also that your seed shall be great, Your offspring as the grass of the earth.

You shall come to your grave in a full age, Like a shock of grain comes in its season.

Look this, we have searched it, so it is; Hear it, and know it for your good.

English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) Experimental (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.) — 5.22 focus

[22] You will laugh at destruction and famine, and from the untamed beasts, at plague and hunger, and you will not fear evil wild beasts.

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 5.22 focus

Pœnam & et inediam ridebis ſalvus, ſpernéſque

Peſtémque famémque, & et malas beſtias non timebis.

James Duport Job 5.22

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