Job 7
Nouvelle Edition de Genève – NEG1979
Souffrance et révolte de Job
7 Le sort de l’homme sur la terre est celui d’un soldat,
Et ses jours sont ceux d’un mercenaire.
2 Comme l’esclave soupire après l’ombre,
Comme l’ouvrier attend son salaire,
3 Ainsi j’ai pour partage des mois de douleur,
J’ai pour mon lot des nuits de souffrance.
4 Je me couche, et je dis:
Quand me lèverai-je? quand finira la nuit?
Et je suis rassasié d’agitations jusqu’au point du jour.
5 Mon corps se couvre de vers et d’une croûte terreuse,
Ma peau se crevasse et se dissout.
6 Mes jours sont plus rapides que la navette du tisserand,
Ils s’évanouissent: plus d’espérance!
7 Souviens-toi[a] que ma vie est un souffle!
Mes yeux ne reverront pas le bonheur.
8 L’œil qui me regarde ne me regardera plus;
Ton œil me cherchera, et je ne serai plus.
9 Comme la nuée se dissipe et s’en va,
Celui qui descend au séjour des morts ne remontera pas;
10 Il ne reviendra plus dans sa maison,
Et le lieu qu’il habitait ne le connaîtra plus.
11 C’est pourquoi je ne retiendrai point ma bouche,
Je parlerai dans l’angoisse de mon cœur,
Je me plaindrai dans l’amertume de mon âme.
12 Suis-je une mer, ou un monstre marin,
Pour que tu établisses des gardes autour de moi?
13 Quand je dis: Mon lit me soulagera,
Ma couche calmera mes douleurs,
14 C’est alors que tu m’effraies par des songes,
Que tu m’épouvantes par des visions.
15 Ah! je voudrais être étranglé!
Je voudrais la mort plutôt que ces os!
16 Je les méprise!… je ne vivrai pas toujours…
Laisse-moi, car ma vie n’est qu’un souffle.
17 Qu’est-ce que l’homme, pour que tu en fasses tant de cas,
Pour que tu daignes prendre garde à lui,
18 Pour que tu le visites tous les matins,
Pour que tu l’éprouves à tous les instants?
19 Quand cesseras-tu d’avoir le regard sur moi?
Quand me laisseras-tu le temps d’avaler ma salive?
20 Si j’ai péché, qu’ai-je pu te faire, gardien des hommes?
Pourquoi me mettre en butte à tes traits?
Pourquoi me rendre à charge à moi-même?
21 Que ne pardonnes-tu mon péché,
Et que n’oublies-tu mon iniquité?
Car je vais me coucher dans la poussière;
Tu me chercheras, et je ne serai plus.
Footnotes
- Job 7:7 Souviens-toi... sous-entendu ô Dieu!
Job 7
English Standard Version
Job Continues: My Life Has No Hope
7 “Has not man (A)a hard service on earth,
and are not his (B)days like the days of a hired hand?
2 Like a slave who longs for (C)the shadow,
and like (D)a hired hand who looks for his (E)wages,
3 so I am allotted months of (F)emptiness,
(G)and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
4 (H)When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’
But the night is long,
and I toss and turn till the dawn.
5 My flesh is clothed with (I)worms and (J)dirt;
my skin hardens, then (K)breaks out afresh.
6 My days are (L)swifter than (M)a weaver's shuttle
and come to their end without hope.
7 “Remember that my life is a (N)breath;
my eye will never again see good.
8 (O)The eye of him who sees me will behold me no more;
while your eyes are on me, (P)I shall be gone.
9 As (Q)the cloud fades and vanishes,
so he who (R)goes down to Sheol does not come up;
10 he (S)returns no more to his house,
nor does his (T)place know him anymore.
11 “Therefore I will not (U)restrain my mouth;
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will (V)complain in (W)the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I the sea, or (X)a sea monster,
that you set a guard over me?
13 (Y)When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
my couch will ease my complaint,’
14 then you scare me with dreams
and terrify me with visions,
15 so that I would choose strangling
and death rather than my (Z)bones.
16 I (AA)loathe my life; I would not live forever.
(AB)Leave me alone, for my days are (AC)a breath.
17 (AD)What is man, that you make so much of him,
and that you set your heart on him,
18 (AE)visit him every morning
and (AF)test him every moment?
19 How long will you not (AG)look away from me,
nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
20 If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of mankind?
Why have you made me (AH)your mark?
Why have I become a burden to you?
21 Why do you not pardon my transgression
and take away my iniquity?
For now I shall lie in (AI)the earth;
you will (AJ)seek me, (AK)but I shall not be.”
Job 7
New King James Version
Job: My Suffering Is Comfortless
7 “Is there not (A)a time of hard service for man on earth?
Are not his days also like the days of a hired man?
2 Like a servant who [a]earnestly desires the shade,
And like a hired man who eagerly looks for his wages,
3 So I have been allotted (B)months of futility,
And wearisome nights have been appointed to me.
4 (C)When I lie down, I say, ‘When shall I arise,
And the night be ended?’
For I have had my fill of tossing till dawn.
5 My flesh is (D)caked with worms and dust,
My skin is cracked and breaks out afresh.
6 “My(E) days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
7 Oh, remember that (F)my life is a breath!
My eye will never again see good.
8 (G)The eye of him who sees me will see me no more;
While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.
9 As the cloud disappears and vanishes away,
So (H)he who goes down to the grave does not come up.
10 He shall never return to his house,
(I)Nor shall his place know him anymore.
11 “Therefore I will (J)not restrain my mouth;
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will (K)complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea serpent,
That You set a guard over me?
13 (L)When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
My couch will ease my complaint,’
14 Then You scare me with dreams
And terrify me with visions,
15 So that my soul chooses strangling
And death rather than [b]my body.
16 (M)I loathe my life;
I would not live forever.
(N)Let me alone,
For (O)my days are but [c]a breath.
17 “What(P) is man, that You should exalt him,
That You should set Your heart on him,
18 That You should [d]visit him every morning,
And test him every moment?
19 How long?
Will You not look away from me,
And let me alone till I swallow my saliva?
20 Have I sinned?
What have I done to You, (Q)O watcher of men?
Why (R)have You set me as Your target,
So that I am a burden [e]to myself?
21 Why then do You not pardon my transgression,
And take away my iniquity?
For now I will lie down in the dust,
And You will seek me diligently,
But I will no longer be.”
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