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Job 9

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1 Entonces respondió Job y dijo:

2 En verdad yo sé que es así, pero ¿cómo puede un hombre ser justo delante de Dios?

3 Si alguno quisiera contender con El, no podría contestarle ni una vez entre mil.

4 Sabio de corazón y robusto de fuerzas, ¿quién le ha desafiado sin sufrir daño?

5 El es el que remueve los montes, y éstos no saben cómo cuando los vuelca en su furor;

6 el que sacude la tierra de su lugar, y sus columnas tiemblan;

7 el que manda al sol que no brille, y pone sello a las estrellas;

8 el que solo extiende los cielos, y holla las olas del mar;

9 el que hace la Osa, el Orión y las Pléyades, y las cámaras del sur;

10 el que hace grandes cosas, inescrutables, y maravillas sin número.

11 Si El pasara junto a mí, no le vería; si me pasara adelante, no le percibiría.

12 Si El arrebatara algo, ¿quién le estorbaría? Quién podrá decirle: "¿Qué haces?"

13 Dios no retirará su ira; debajo de El se abaten los que ayudan a Rahab.

14 ¿Cómo puedo yo responderle, y escoger mis palabras delante de El?

15 Porque aunque yo tuviera razón, no podría responder; tendría que implorar la misericordia de mi juez.

16 Si yo llamara y El me respondiera, no podría creer que escuchara mi voz.

17 Porque El me quebranta con tempestad, y sin causa multiplica mis heridas.

18 No me permite cobrar aliento, sino que me llena de amarguras.

19 Si es cuestión de poder, he aquí, El es poderoso; y si es cuestión de justicia, ¿quién le citará?

20 Aunque soy justo, mi boca me condenará; aunque soy inocente , El me declarará culpable.

21 Inocente soy, no hago caso de mí mismo, desprecio mi vida.

22 Todo es lo mismo, por tanto digo: "El destruye al inocente y al malvado."

23 Si el azote mata de repente, El se burla de la desesperación del inocente.

24 La tierra es entregada en manos de los impíos; El cubre el rostro de sus jueces; si no es El, ¿quién será?

25 Mis días son más ligeros que un corredor; huyen, no ven el bien.

26 Se deslizan como barcos de juncos, como águila que se arroja sobre su presa.

27 Aunque yo diga: "Olvidaré mi queja, cambiaré mi triste semblante y me alegraré",

28 temeroso estoy de todos mis dolores, sé que tú no me absolverás.

29 Si soy impío, ¿para qué, pues, esforzarme en vano?

30 Si me lavara con nieve y limpiara mis manos con lejía,

31 aun así me hundirías en la fosa, y mis propios vestidos me aborrecerían.

32 Porque El no es hombre como yo, para que le responda, para que juntos vengamos a juicio.

33 No hay árbitro entre nosotros, que ponga su mano sobre ambos.

34 Que El quite de mí su vara, y no me espante su terror.

35 Entonces yo hablaré y no le temeré; porque en mi opinión yo no soy así.

The Message Bible MSG

1 Job continued by saying:

2 "So what's new? I know all this. The question is, 'How can mere mortals get right with God?'

3 If we wanted to bring our case before him, what chance would we have? Not one in a thousand!

4 God's wisdom is so deep, God's power so immense, who could take him on and come out in one piece?

5 He moves mountains before they know what's happened, flips them on their heads on a whim.

6 He gives the earth a good shaking up, rocks it down to its very foundations.

7 He tells the sun, 'Don't shine,' and it doesn't; he pulls the blinds on the stars.

8 All by himself he stretches out the heavens and strides on the waves of the sea.

9 He designed the Big Dipper and Orion, the Pleiades and Alpha Centauri.

10 We'll never comprehend all the great things he does; his miracle-surprises can't be counted.

11 Somehow, though he moves right in front of me, I don't see him; quietly but surely he's active, and I miss it.

12 If he steals you blind, who can stop him? Who's going to say, 'Hey, what are you doing?'

13 God doesn't hold back on his anger; even dragon-bred monsters cringe before him.

14 "So how could I ever argue with him, construct a defense that would influence God?

15 Even though I'm innocent I could never prove it; I can only throw myself on the Judge's mercy.

16 If I called on God and he himself answered me, then, and only then, would I believe that he'd heard me.

17 As it is, he knocks me about from pillar to post, beating me up, black and blue, for no good reason.

18 He won't even let me catch my breath, piles bitterness upon bitterness.

19 If it's a question of who's stronger, he wins, hands down! If it's a question of justice, who'll serve him the subpoena?

20 Even though innocent, anything I say incriminates me; blameless as I am, my defense just makes me sound worse. If God's Not Responsible, Who Is?

21 "Believe me, I'm blameless. I don't understand what's going on. I hate my life!

22 Since either way it ends up the same, I can only conclude that God destroys the good right along with the bad.

23 When calamity hits and brings sudden death, he folds his arms, aloof from the despair of the innocent.

24 He lets the wicked take over running the world, he installs judges who can't tell right from wrong. If he's not responsible, who is?

25 "My time is short - what's left of my life races off too fast for me to even glimpse the good.

26 My life is going fast, like a ship under full sail, like an eagle plummeting to its prey.

27 Even if I say, 'I'll put all this behind me, I'll look on the bright side and force a smile,'

28 All these troubles would still be like grit in my gut since it's clear you're not going to let up.

29 The verdict has already been handed down - 'Guilty!' - so what's the use of protests or appeals?

30 Even if I scrub myself all over and wash myself with the strongest soap I can find,

31 It wouldn't last - you'd push me into a pigpen, or worse, so nobody could stand me for the stink.

32 "God and I are not equals; I can't bring a case against him. We'll never enter a courtroom as peers.

33 How I wish we had an arbitrator to step in and let me get on with life -

34 To break God's death grip on me, to free me from this terror so I could breathe again.

35 Then I'd speak up and state my case boldly. As things stand, there is no way I can do it.