Verse 13
Job 3:13
Young's Literal Translation
13
For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
Original Language Text
hebrew
כִּֽי עַ֭תָּה שָׁכַ֣בְתִּי וְ/אֶשְׁק֑וֹט יָ֝שַׁ֗נְתִּי אָ֤ז יָנ֬וּחַֽ לִֽ/י
English Translation
For now I have laid down and I will rest; I have slept; then I will find rest for me.
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Chapter 3 Context
1
After this hath Job opened his mouth, and revileth his day.
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And Job answereth and saith: --
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Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that hath said: 'A man-child hath been conceive...
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That day -- let it be darkness, Let not God (Elohim) require it from above, Nor let light shine upon...
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Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud tabernacle upon it, Let them terrify it as the m...
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That night -- let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Into the number...
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Lo! that night -- let it be gloomy, Let no singing come into it.
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Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
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Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look...
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Because it hath not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from mine eyes.
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Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp!
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Wherefore have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
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For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept -- then there is rest to me,
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With kings and counsellors of earth, These building wastes for themselves.
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Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses [with] silver.
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(Or as a hidden abortion I am not, As infants -- they have not seen light.)
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There the wicked have ceased troubling, And there rest do the wearied in power.
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Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
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Small and great [are] there the same. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
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Why giveth He to the miserable light, and life to the bitter soul?
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Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
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Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
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To a man whose way hath been hidden, And whom God (Elohim) doth shut up?
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For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters [are] my roarings.
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For a fear I feared and it meeteth me, And what I was afraid of doth come to me.
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I was not safe -- nor was I quiet -- Nor was I at rest -- and trouble cometh!
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