James Duport, Job, 29.20.2

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Orbicularis magnus arcus, qui meis manibus aptus erat,

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.) — 29 focus

Ἔτι δὲ προσθεὶς Ἰὼβ εἶπεν τῷ προοιμίῳ

Τίς ἄν με θείη κατὰ μῆνα ἔμπροσθεν ἡμερῶν ὧν με ὁ θεὸς

ἐφύλαξεν;

ὡς ὅτε ηὔγει ὁ λύχνος αὐτοῦ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς μου,

ὅτε τῷ φωτὶ αὐτοῦ ἐπορευόμην ἐν σκότει·

ὅτε ἤμην ἐπιβρίθων ὁδούς,

ὅτε ὁ θεὸς ἐπισκοπὴν ἐποιεῖτο τοῦ οἴκου μου·

ὅτε ἤμην ὑλώδης λίαν, κύκλῳ δέ μου οἱ παῖδες·

ὅτε ἐχέοντο αἱ ὁδοί μου βουτύρῳ,

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τὰ δὲ ὄρη μου ἐχέοντο γάλακτι·

ὅτε ἐξεπορευόμην ὄρθριος ἐν πόλει,

ἐν δὲ πλατείαις ἐτίθετό μου ὁ δίφρος.

ἰδόντες με νεανίσκοι ἐκρύβησαν,

πρεσβῦται δὲ πάντες ἔστησαν·

ἁδροὶ δὲ ἐπαύσαντο λαλοῦντες, δάκτυλον ἐπιθέντες ἐπὶ

στόματι.

οἱ δὲ ἀκούσαντες ἐμακάρισάν με,

καὶ γλῶσσα αὐτῶν τῷ λάρυγγι αὐτῶν ἐκολλήθη·

ὅτὶ οὗς ἤκουσεν καὶ ἐμακάρισέν με,

ὀφθαλμὸς δὲ ἰδών με ἐξέκλινεν.

διέσωσα γὰρ πτωχὸν ἐκ χειρὸς δυνάστου,

καὶ ὀρφανῷ ᾧ οὐκ ἦν βοηθὸς ἐβοήθησα·

εὐλογία ἀπολλυμένου ἐπʼ ἐμὲ ἔλθοι,

στόμα δέ χήρας με εὐλόγησεν.

δικαιοσύνην δὲ ἐνδεδύκειν,

ἠμφιασάμην δὲ κρίμα ἴσα διπλοίδι

ὀφθαλμὸς ἤμην τυφλῶν,

ποὺς δὲ χωλῶν.

ἐγὼ ἤμην πατὴρ ἀδυνάτων,

δίκην δὲ ἣν οὐκ ᾔδειν ἐξιχνίασα·

συνέτριψα δὲ μύλας ἀδίκων·

ἐκ μέσου τῶν ὀδόντων αὐτῶν ἅρπαγμα ἐξήρπασα.

εἶπα δέ Ἡ ἡλικία μου γηράσει·

ὥσπερ στέλεχος φοίνικος, πολὺν χρόνον βιώσω·

ἡ ῥίζα διήνοικται ἐπὶ ὑδατος,

καὶ δρόσος αὐλισθήσεται ἐν τῷ θερισμῷ μου·

ἡ δόξα μου καινὴ μετʼ ἐμοῦ,

καὶ τὸ τόξον μου ἐν χειρὶ αὐτοῦ πορεύεται.

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ἐμοῦ ἀκούσαντες προσέσχον,

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ἐσιώπησαν δὲ ἐπὶ τῆ ἐμῇ βουλῆ·

ἐπὶ τῷ ἐμῷ ῥήματι οὐ προσέθεντο,

περιχαρεῖς δὲ ἐγίνοντο ὁπόταν αὐτοῖς ἐλάλουν·

ὥσπερ γῆ διψῶσα προσδεχομένη τὸν ὑετόν, οὕτως οὗτοι τὴν

ἐμὴν λαλιάν.

ἐὰν γελάσω πρὸς αὐτούς, οὐ μὴ πιστεύσωσιν·

καὶ φῶς τοῦ προσώπου μου οὐκ ἀπέπιπτεν.

ἐξελεξάμην ὁδὸν αὐτῶν καὶ ἐκάθισα ἄρχων.

καὶ κατεσκήνουν ὡσεὶ βασιλεὺς ἐν μονοζώνοις, ὃν τρόπον

παθεινοὺς παρακαλῶν.

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 29.20.2 focus

Κυκλοτερὲς μέγα τόξον, ὅ μοι παλάμηφιν ἀρήρει,

Translations (2)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 29 focus

Job again took up his parable, and said,

Oh that I were as in the months of old, As in the days when God watched over me;

When his lamp shone on my head, And by his light I walked through darkness;

As I was in the ripeness of my days, When the friendship of God was in my tent;

When the Almighty was yet with me, And my children were around me;

When my steps were washed with butter, And the rock poured out streams of oil for me!

When I went forth to the city gate, When I prepared my seat in the street,

The young men saw me and hid themselves, The aged rose up and stood;

The princes refrained from talking, And laid their hand on their mouth;

The voice of the nobles was hushed, And their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me; And when the eye saw me, it commended me:

Because I delivered the poor who cried, And the fatherless also, who had none to help him.

The blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me, And I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.

I put on righteousness, and it clothed me. My justice was as a robe and a diadem.

I was eyes to the blind, And feet to the lame.

I was a father to the needy. The cause of him who I didn’t know, I searched out.

I broke the jaws of the unrighteous, And plucked the prey out of his teeth.

Then I said, I shall die in my own house, I shall number my days as the sand.

My root is spread out to the waters, The dew lies all night on my branch;

My glory is fresh in me, My bow is renewed in my hand.

Men listened to me, waited, And kept silence for my counsel.

After my words they didn’t speak again; My speech fell on them.

They waited for me as for the rain. Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.

I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They didn’t reject the light of my face.

I chose out their way, and sat as chief. I lived as a king in the army, As one who comforts the mourners.

English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) Experimental (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.) — 29.20 focus

[20] Always my good glory flourished among men; My great rounded bow, which was fitted to my hands, remained steadfast, as if newly made, always; but it was stretched out, trusting in both the bow and in strength.

James Duport Job 29.20.2

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