James Duport, Job, 17.3.1

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At te oro, Rex, tu autem paciſcere, & me audi,

Job. James Duport. . .

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Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) (Latin) (Duport's facing Latin translation of his 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.) — 17 focus

ὀλέκομαι πνεύματι φερόμενος,

δέομαι δὲ ταφῆς καὶ οὐ τυγχάνω.

λίσσομαι κάμνων, καὶ τί ποιήσας;

ἔκλεψαν δέ μου τὰ ὑπάρχοντα ἀλλότριοι·

τίς ἐστιν οὗτος; τῇ χειρί μου συνδεθήτω.

ὅτι καρδίαν αὐτῶν ἔκρυψας ἀπὸ φρονήσεως,

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διὰ τοῦτο οὐ μὴ ὑψώσῃς αὐτούς.

τῇ μερίδι ἀναγγελεῖ κακίας.

ὀφθαλμοὶ δὲ ἐφʼ υἱοῖς ἐτάκησαν.

ἔθοῦ δέ με θρύλημα ἐν ἔθνεσιν,

γέλως δὲ αὐτοῖς ἀπέβην·

πεπώρωνται γὰρ ἀπὸ ὀργῆς οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου,

πεπολιόρκημαι μεγάλως ὑπὸ πάντων.

θαῦμα ἔσχεν ἀληθινοὺς ἐπὶ τούτῳ·

δίκαιος δὲ ἐπὶ παρανόμῳ ἐπανασταίη·

σχοίη δὲ πιστὸς τὴν ἑαυτοῦ ὁδόν,

καθαρὸς δὲ χεῖρας ἀναλάβοι θάρσος.

οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλὰ πάντες ἐρείδετε, καὶ δεῦτε δή.

οὐ γὰρ εὑρίσκω ἐν ὑμῖν ἀληθές.

αἱ ἡμέραι μου παρῆλθον ἐν βρόμῳ,

ἐρράγη δὲ τὰ ἄρθρα τῆς καρδίας μου·

νύκτα εἰς ἡμέραν ἔθηκα,

φῶς ἐγγὺς ἀπὸ προσώπου σκότους.

ἐὰν γὰρ ὑπομείνω, ᾔδης μου ὁ οἶκος.

ἐν δὲ γνόφῳ ἔστρωταί μου ἡ στρωμνή.

θάνατον ἐπεκαλεσάμην πατέρα μου εἶναι,

μητέρα δέ μου καὶ ἀδελφὴν σαπρίαν.

ποῦ οὖν μου ἔτι ἐστὶν ἡ ἐλπίς

ἤ τὰ ἀγαθά μου ὄψομαι

ἤ μετʼ ἐμοῦ εἰς ᾄδην καταβήσονται.

ἤ ὁμοθυμαδὸν ἐπὶ χώματος καταβησόμεθα;

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 17.3.1 focus

Ἀλλά σε λίσσομ’, Ἄναξ, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καὶ μέο ἄκουσον,

Translations (2)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 17 focus

My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.

Surely there are mockers with me, My eye dwells on their provocation.

Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore shall you not exalt them.

He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.

But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.

My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

Upright men shall be astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.

Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.

But as for you all, come on now again; I shall not find a wise man among you.

My days are past, my plans are broken off, As are the thoughts of my heart.

They change the night into day, Saying the light is near in the presence of darkness.

If I look for Sheol as my house, If I have spread my couch in the darkness,

If I have said to corruption, You are my father; To the worm, My mother, and my sister;

Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who shall see it?

Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol, Or descend together into the dust?

English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) Experimental (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.) — 17.3 focus

[3] But I beseech you, Lord, and do you give heed and listen to me. Come now, stand surety, give a pledge to be guaranteed, one who would speak most rightly of justice for us both. And who will cut faithful oaths for me, and take my hand?

James Duport Job 17.3.1

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