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Knjiga o Jovu 16
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Knjiga o Jovu
Capítulo 16
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A Jov odgovori i reče:
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Slušao sam mnogo takvih stvari;
svi ste dosadni tešioci.
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Hoće li biti kraj praznim rečima?
Ili šta te tera da tako odgovaraš?
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I ja bih mogao govoriti kao vi,
da ste na mom mestu,
gomilati na vas reči
i mahati glavom na vas,
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Mogao bih vas hrabriti ustima svojim,
i micanje usana mojih olakšalo bi bol vaš.
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Ako govorim, neće odahnuti bol moj;
ako li prestanem, hoće li otići od mene?
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A sada me je umorio;
opustošio si sav zbor moj.
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Navukao si na me mrštine za svedočanstvo;
i moja mrša podiže se na me, i svedoči mi u oči.
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Gnev Njegov rastrže me,
nenavidi me, škrguće zubima na me,
postavši mi neprijatelj seva očima svojim na me.
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Razvaljuju na me usta svoja,
sramotno me biju po obrazima,
skupljaju se na me.
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Predao me je Bog nepravedniku,
i u ruke bezbožnicima bacio me.
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Bejah miran i zatre me,
i uhvativši me za vrat smrska me
i metnu me sebi za belegu.
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Opkoliše me Njegovi strelci,
cepa mi bubrege nemilice,
prosipa na zemlju žuč moju.
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Zadaje mi rane na rane,
i udara na me kao junak.
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Sašio sam kostret po koži svojoj,
i uvaljao sam u prah slavu svoju.
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Lice je moje podbulo od plača,
na veđama je mojim smrtni sen;
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Premda nema nepravde u rukama mojim,
i molitva je moja čista.
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Zemljo, ne krij krv što sam prolio,
i neka nema mesta vikanju mom.
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I sada eto je na nebu svedok moj,
svedok je moj na visini.
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Prijatelji se moji podruguju mnom;
oko moje roni suze Bogu.
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O da bi se čovek mogao pravdati s Bogom,
kao sin čovečiji s prijateljem svojim!
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Jer godine izbrojane navršuju se,
i polazim putem odakle se neću vratiti.
Job
Capítulo 16
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Then Job answered and said,
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I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
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Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
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I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
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But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
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Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
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But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
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And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
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He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
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They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
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God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
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I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
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His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
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He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
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My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
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O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
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Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
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My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
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O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
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When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.