The Book of Job
capítulo 21
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“Listen diligently to my speech. Let this be your consolation.
verso 3
Allow me, and I also will speak. After I have spoken, mock on.
verso 4
As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn’t I be impatient?
verso 5
Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.
verso 6
When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.
verso 7
“Why do the wicked live, become old, yes, and grow mighty in power?
verso 8
Their child is established with them in their sight, their offspring before their eyes.
verso 9
Their houses are safe from fear, neither is the rod of God upon them.
verso 10
Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don’t miscarry.
verso 11
They send out their little ones like a flock. Their children dance.
verso 12
They sing to the tambourine and harp, and rejoice at the sound of the pipe.
verso 13
They spend their days in prosperity. In an instant they go down to Sheol.
verso 14
They tell God, ‘Depart from us, for we don’t want to know about your ways.
verso 15
What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? What profit should we have, if we pray to him?’
verso 16
Behold, their prosperity is not in their hand. The counsel of the wicked is far from me.
verso 17
“How often is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out, that their calamity comes on them, that God distributes sorrows in his anger?
verso 18
How often is it that they are as stubble before the wind, as chaff that the storm carries away?
verso 19
You say, ‘God lays up his iniquity for his children.’ Let him recompense it to himself, that he may know it.
verso 20
Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
verso 21
For what does he care for his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?
verso 22
“Shall any teach God knowledge, since he judges those who are high?
verso 23
One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
verso 24
His pails are full of milk. The marrow of his bones is moistened.
verso 25
Another dies in bitterness of soul, and never tastes of good.
verso 26
They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.
verso 27
“Behold, I know your thoughts, the plans with which you would wrong me.
verso 28
For you say, ‘Where is the house of the prince? Where is the tent in which the wicked lived?’
verso 29
Haven’t you asked wayfaring men? Don’t you know their evidences,
verso 30
that the evil man is reserved to the day of calamity, that they are led out to the day of wrath?
verso 31
Who will declare his way to his face? Who will repay him what he has done?
verso 32
Yet he will be borne to the grave. Men will keep watch over the tomb.
verso 33
The clods of the valley will be sweet to him. All men will draw after him, as there were innumerable before him.
verso 34
So how can you comfort me with nonsense, because in your answers there remains only falsehood?”
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