megalaa/coptic-corpora huggingface dataset:
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁⲥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲉⲓϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲁ ⲛⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉⲓ ⲁⲩⲁϩⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁ ⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ⲉⲓ ⲉⲧⲉⲩⲙⲏⲧⲉ
English: And it came to pass on a certain day, that the angels of God came to stand before the Lord, and the devil came among them to stand before the Lord.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ϫⲉⲉⲕⲛⲏⲩ ⲧⲱⲛ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϫⲉⲁⲓⲙⲉϣⲧ ⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲓⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ϩⲙⲙⲁ ⲛⲓⲙ ϯ ⲙⲡⲉⲓⲙⲁ
English: And the Lord, said to the devil, Whence comest thou? Then the devil said before the Lord, I am come from going through the world, and walking about the whole earth.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉⲛⲉⲁⲕϯϩⲧⲏⲕ ϭⲉ ⲉⲡⲁϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲓⲱⲃ ϫⲉⲙⲛⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲧⲛⲧⲱⲛ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ϩⲓϫⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲛⲃⲁⲗϩⲏⲧ ⲛⲣⲙⲙⲙⲉ ⲛⲥⲱⲧⲡ ⲛⲣⲙⲛⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉϥⲥⲁϩⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲧⲓ ⲇⲉ ⲉϥϩⲛ ⲧⲉϥⲙⲛⲧⲃⲁⲗϩⲏⲧ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲕϫⲟⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲁⲕⲉ ⲛⲉϥϩⲩⲡⲁⲣⲭⲱⲛⲧⲁ ⲉⲡϫⲛϫⲓ
English: And the Lord said to the devil, Hast thou then observed my servant Job, that there is none of men upon the earth like him, a harmless, true, blameless, godly man, abstaining from all evil? and he yet cleaves to innocence, whereas thou has told me to destroy his substance without cause?
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁ ⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲱϣⲃ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϫⲉⲟⲩϣⲁⲁⲣ ϩⲁⲟⲩϣⲁⲁⲣ ⲛⲕⲁ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲧⲉⲟⲩⲛⲧⲁⲥϥϥ ⲙⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ϣⲁϥⲧⲁⲁⲩ ϩⲁⲧⲉϥⲯⲩⲭⲏ
English: And the devil answered and said to the Lord, Skin for skin, all that a man has will he give as a ransom for his life.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲁϫⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲉⲕϭⲓϫ ⲛⲥϫⲱϩ ⲉⲛⲉϥⲕⲉⲉⲥ ⲙⲛⲛⲉϥⲥⲁⲣⲝ ⲉϣϫⲉ ϥⲛⲁⲥⲙⲟⲩ ⲙⲡⲉⲕⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ
English: Nay, but put forth thine hand, and touch his bones and his flesh: verily he will bless thee to thy face.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ϫⲉⲉⲓⲥϩⲏⲏⲧⲉ ϯϯ ⲙⲙⲟϥ ⲉⲧⲟⲟⲧⲕ ⲙⲟⲛⲟⲛ ϩⲁⲣⲉϩ ⲉⲧⲉϥⲯⲩⲭⲏ
English: And the Lord said to the devil, Behold, I deliver him up to thee; only save his life.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁ ⲡⲇⲓⲁⲃⲟⲗⲟⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲓⲧⲙ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁϥϣⲁⲁⲣ ⲉⲓⲱⲃ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲥⲁϣ ⲉϥϩⲟⲟⲩ ϫⲓⲛⲛⲉϥⲟⲩⲉⲣⲏⲧⲉ ϣⲁⲧⲉϥⲁⲡⲉ
English: So the devil went out from the Lord, and smote Job with sore boils from his feet to his head.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥϥⲓ ⲛⲟⲩⲃⲗϫⲉ ⲉϥⲉϩⲱⲕⲉ ⲛⲧⲉϥⲉⲓⲁⲁⲃⲉ ⲁϥϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲓⲧⲕⲟⲡⲣⲓⲁ ⲡⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ
English: And he took a potsherd to scrape away the discharge, and sat upon a dung-heap outside the city.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩⲛⲟϭ ⲛⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓϣ ⲟⲩⲉⲓⲛⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲉⲧⲉⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉϣⲁⲧⲛⲁⲩ ⲕⲛⲁϥⲓ ⲉⲕϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉⲉⲓⲥϩⲏⲏⲧⲉ ϯⲛⲁϭⲱ ⲛⲕⲉⲕⲟⲩⲓ ⲛⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓϣ ⲉⲓϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲏⲧⲥ ⲛⲧϩⲉⲗⲡⲓⲥ ⲙⲡⲁⲟⲩϫⲁⲓ ⲉⲓⲥϩⲏⲏⲧⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁ ⲡⲉⲕⲣⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲧⲁⲕⲟ ϩⲓϫⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲛϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲙⲛⲛϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲛⲁⲁⲁⲕⲉ ⲛϩⲏⲧ ⲙⲛⲛⲁϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲓϣⲡϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩⲉⲡϫⲓⲛϫⲏ ϩⲛϩⲛⲙⲟⲕϩⲥ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲕϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲛϩⲉⲛⲃⲛⲧ ⲉⲩϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲕⲱ ⲛⲟⲩϣⲏⲛⲣⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϩⲛⲧⲉⲓⲱⲧⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓⲕⲱⲧⲉ ⲉⲓⲟ ⲛϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲉⲓⲛⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲉⲩⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲏⲓ ⲉⲟⲩⲏⲓ ⲉⲓϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲏⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲣⲏ ϫⲉⲉϥⲛⲁϩⲱⲧⲡ ⲧⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉⲉⲓⲁⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ ϩⲛⲛⲁϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲙⲛⲛⲁⲙⲟⲕϩⲥ ⲉⲧϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ϫⲉⲟⲩϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲛⲅⲙⲟⲩ
English: And when much time had passed, his wife said to him, How long wilt thou hold out, saying, Behold, I wait yet a little while, expecting the hope of my deliverance? for, behold, thy memorial is abolished from the earth, even thy sons and daughters, the pangs and pains of my womb which I bore in vain with sorrows; and thou thyself sittest down to spend the nights in the open air among the corruption of worms, and I am a wanderer and a servant from place to place and house to house, waiting for the setting of the sun, that I may rest from my labours and my pangs which now beset me: but say some word against the Lord, and die.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲇⲉ ⲁϥϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲥ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲥ ϫⲉⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲁⲧϩⲏⲧ ⲛⲥϩⲓⲙⲉ ⲁⲣϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲛⲁⲅⲁⲑⲟⲛ ⲁⲛϫⲓⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲧϭⲓϫ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲧⲛⲛⲁϥⲓ ⲁⲛ ϩⲁⲙⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲛⲛⲁⲓ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲁⲩⲉⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲛⲉⲓⲱⲃ ⲙⲡⲉⲓⲱⲃ ⲣⲛⲟⲃⲉ ⲗⲁⲁⲩ ϩⲛⲛⲉϥⲥⲡⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲙⲡⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ
English: But he looked on her, and said to her, Thou hast spoken like one of the foolish women. If we have received good things of the hand of the Lord, shall we not endure evil things? In all these things that happened to him, Job sinned not at all with his lips before God.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁ ⲡⲉϥϣⲟⲙⲛⲧ ⲇⲉ ⲛϣⲃⲏⲣ ⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲙⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲁⲩⲉⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱϥ ⲁ ⲡⲟⲩⲁ ⲡⲟⲩⲁ ⲉⲓ ϣⲁⲣⲟϥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲧⲉϥⲭⲱⲣⲁ ⲉⲗⲓⲫⲁⲥ ⲡⲣⲣⲟ ⲛⲛⲉⲑⲁⲓⲙⲁⲛⲱⲛ ⲃⲁⲗⲗⲁⲗ ⲡⲧⲩⲣⲁⲛⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲛⲥⲁⲩⲭⲁⲓⲟⲥ ⲥⲱⲫⲁⲣ ⲡⲣⲣⲟ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲛⲁⲓⲟⲥ ⲁⲩⲉⲓ ϣⲁⲣⲟϥ ϩⲓⲟⲩⲥⲟⲡ ⲉⲥⲗⲥⲱⲗϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϭⲙⲡⲉϥϣⲓⲛⲉ
English: Now his three friends having heard of all the evil that was come upon him, came to him each from his own country: Eliphaz the king of the Thaemans, Baldad sovereign of the Saucheans, Sophar king of he Minaeans: and they came to him with one accord, to comfort and to visit him.
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲛⲁⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲙⲡⲟⲩⲉ ⲙⲡⲟⲩⲥⲟⲩⲱⲛϥ ⲁⲩϫⲓϣⲕⲁⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲛⲟϭ ⲛⲥⲙⲏ ⲁⲩⲣⲓⲙⲉ ⲁ ⲡⲟⲩⲁ ⲡⲟⲩⲁ ⲡⲱϩ ⲛⲧⲉϥⲥⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩϣⲉϣ ⲉⲓⲧⲏⲛ ⲉϫⲛⲧⲉⲩⲁⲡⲉ
English: And when they saw him from a distance they did not know him; and they cried with a loud voice, and wept, and rent every one his garment, and sprinkled dust upon their heads,
Text: 18_Job_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲁϩⲧⲏϥ ⲛⲥⲁϣϥ ⲛϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲛⲥⲁϣϥ ⲛⲟⲩϣⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲡⲉⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲉⲩⲛⲁⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲧⲉⲡⲗⲩⲅⲏ ⲉⲥⲛⲁϣⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲥⲟϣ ⲉⲙⲁⲧⲉ
English: and they sat down beside him seven days and seven nights, and no one of them spoke; for they saw that his affliction was dreadful and very great.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲙⲛⲛⲥⲁⲛⲁⲓ ⲇⲉ ⲁ ⲓⲱⲃ ⲟⲩⲱⲛ ⲛⲣⲱϥ ⲁϥⲥϩⲟⲩⲣ ⲡⲉϥϩⲟⲟⲩ
English: After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day,
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ
English: saying,
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ϫⲉⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧⲁⲩϫⲡⲟⲓ ⲛϩⲏⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ ⲛⲧⲁⲩϫⲟⲟⲥ ϫⲉⲟⲩϣⲣϩⲟⲟⲩⲧ ⲡⲉ
English: Let the day perish in which I was born, and that night in which they said, Behold a man-child!
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲣⲕⲁⲁⲕⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϣⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲥⲱⲥ ϩⲛⲧⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲟⲩⲉⲓⲛ ⲉⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ
English: Let that night be darkness, and let not the Lord regard it from above, neither let light come upon it.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲕⲁⲕⲉ ϫⲓⲧⲥ ⲙⲛⲧϩⲁⲓⲃⲉⲥ ⲙⲡⲙⲟⲩ ⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩ ϭⲟⲥⲙ ⲉⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲥ ⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲥϩⲟⲩⲟⲣⲧ
English: But let darkness and the shadow of death seize it; let blackness come upon it;
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲙⲛⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲕⲁⲕⲉ ϫⲓⲧϥ ⲛⲛⲉϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲣⲟⲙⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲟⲡϥ ⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲃⲟⲧ
English: let that day and night be cursed, let darkness carry them away; let it not come into the days of the year, neither let it be numbered with the days of the months.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲕϩⲥ ⲛⲛⲉⲟⲩⲛⲟϥ ⲉⲓ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲣⲁϣⲉ
English: But let that night be pain, and let not mirth come upon it, nor joy.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲉϥⲛⲁⲥϩⲟⲩⲱⲣⲥ ⲛϭⲓⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲥϩⲟⲩⲣ ⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲕⲁⲕⲉ ⲡⲛⲟϭ ⲛⲕⲏⲧⲟⲥ .
English: But let him that curses that day curse it, even he that is ready to attack the great whale.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲛⲥⲓⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲣⲕⲁⲕⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲩϩⲩⲡⲟⲙⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲉⲓ ⲉⲡⲟⲩⲉⲓⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲥⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲡⲥⲟⲩⲛϩⲧⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲉϥⲛⲁϣⲁ
English: Let the stars of that night be darkened; let it remain dark, and not come into light; and let it not see the morning star arise:
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ϫⲉⲙⲡⲉⲥϣⲧⲁⲙ ⲉⲣⲛ ⲙⲡⲩⲗⲏ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲥ ⲛⲧⲁⲙⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲉⲥⲛⲁⲧⲁⲗϭⲉ ⲛⲉⲓϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲛⲁϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲡⲉ
English: because it shut not up the gates of my mother's womb, for so it would have removed sorrow from my eyes.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡⲓⲙⲟⲩ ϩⲛⲧϩⲏ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲓⲉⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲧϩⲏ ⲙⲡⲓⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲛⲧⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩ
English: For why died I not in the belly? and why did I not come forth from the womb and die immediately?
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁ ⲛⲁⲡⲁⲧ ϫⲱⲥ ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲓϫⲓⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ
English: and why did the knees support me? and why did I suck the breasts?
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲛⲉⲓⲛⲁⲱⲃϣ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲙⲧⲟⲛ .
English: Now I should have lain down and been quiet, I should have slept and been at rest,
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲃⲟⲗⲏⲩⲧⲏⲥ ⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲩϫⲓⲥⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉϫⲛⲛⲉⲩⲥⲏϥⲉ
English: with kings and councillors of the earth, who gloried in their swords;
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲏ ⲙⲛⲛⲁⲣⲭⲱⲛ ⲉⲧⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩⲃ ⲟϣ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲩⲙⲉϩ ⲛⲉⲩⲏⲓ ⲛϩⲁⲧ
English: or with rulers, whose gold was abundant, who filled their houses with silver:
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϩⲟⲩϩⲉ ⲉϥⲛⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲓ ⲧⲟⲟⲧϥ ⲛⲧⲉϥⲙⲁⲁⲩ ⲏ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲓϣⲏⲣⲉϣⲏⲙ ⲉⲧⲉⲙⲡⲟⲩⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲡⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓⲛ
English: or I should have been as an untimely birth proceeding from his mother's womb, or as infants who never saw light.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲁⲛⲁⲥⲉⲃⲏⲥ ⲧⲙϩⲉ ⲡϭⲱⲛⲧ ⲛⲧⲉⲩⲟⲣⲅⲏ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲛⲧⲁⲛⲉⲧϩⲟⲥⲉ ϩⲙⲡⲉⲩⲥⲱⲙⲁ ⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ
English: There the ungodly have burnt out the fury of rage; there the wearied in body rest.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲛϣⲁⲉⲛⲉϩ ⲇⲉ ϩⲓⲟⲩⲥⲟⲡ ⲉⲙⲡⲟⲩⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲧⲉⲥⲙⲏ ⲛⲣⲉϥϫⲓϣⲱⲙ
English: And the men of old time have together ceased to hear the exactor's voice.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉⲕⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲙⲛⲡⲛⲟϭ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲉⲧⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲉϥϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ .
English: The small and great are there, and the servant that feared his lord.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁⲩϯ ⲡⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲧϩⲛ ϩⲉⲛϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲱⲛϩ ⲛⲛⲉⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲛⲛⲉⲧϩⲛ ⲙⲙⲟⲕϩⲥ
English: For why is light given to those who are in bitterness, and life to those souls which are in griefs?
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲉϣ ⲡⲙⲟⲩ ⲙⲡⲟⲩϩⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲉⲩϣⲓⲕⲉ ⲛⲥⲱϥ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲁϩⲱⲣ
English: who desire death, and obtain it not, digging for it as for treasures;
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ϣⲁⲩⲣⲁϣⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲩϣⲁⲛϩⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ
English: and would be very joyful if they should gain it?
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲡⲙⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲟⲩⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⲙⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲁ ⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ϣⲧⲟⲙ ⲉⲣⲱϥ
English: Death is rest to such a man, for God has hedged him in.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ϩⲁⲧϩⲏ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲧⲁϩⲣⲉ ⲁⲩⲁϣⲁϩⲟⲙ ⲉⲓ ⲛⲁⲓ ϯⲣⲓⲙⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲉⲓϣⲟⲟⲡ ϩⲛⲟⲩϩⲟⲧⲉ
English: For my groaning comes before my food, and I weep being beset with terror.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲧϩⲟⲧⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲛⲓϥⲉⲓ ⲙⲡⲉⲥⲣⲟⲟⲩϣ ⲁⲥⲓ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉⲧⲓⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲁϥⲧⲱⲙⲛⲧ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ
English: For the terror of which I meditated has come upon me, and that which I had feared has befallen me.
Text: 18_Job_3
Coptic: ⲙⲡⲓⲣⲉⲓⲣⲏ ⲛⲏⲙⲡⲉⲓϩⲉⲕⲁⲣⲱⲓ ⲙⲡⲉⲓⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲟⲣⲅⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓ ⲛⲁⲓ
English: I was not at peace, nor quiet, nor had I rest; yet wrath came upon me.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁϥⲟⲩⲱϣⲃ ⲇⲉ ⲛϭⲓⲉⲗⲓⲫⲁⲥ ⲡⲉⲑⲁⲓⲙⲁⲛⲓⲧⲏⲥ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ
English: Then Eliphaz the Thaemanite answered and said,
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ϫⲉⲙⲉ ⲁⲩϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲙⲙⲁⲕ ⲛϩⲁϩ ⲛⲥⲟⲡ ϩⲛⲟⲩϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲇⲉ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁϣϥⲓ ϩⲁⲧϭⲟⲙ ⲛⲛⲉⲕϣⲁϫⲉ
English: Hast thou been often spoken to in distress? but who shall endure the force of thy words?
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁⲕϯⲥⲃⲱ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲕⲥⲉⲡⲥ ⲛϭⲓϫ ⲛⲛϭⲱⲃ
English: For whereas thou hast instructed many, and hast strengthened the hands of the weak one,
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲕⲧⲟⲩⲛⲉⲥ ⲛⲉⲧϣⲱⲛⲉ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲕϣⲁϫⲉ ⲁⲕϯⲧⲱⲕ ⲛⲙⲡⲁⲧ ⲛⲛϭⲱⲃ
English: and hast supported the failing with words, and hast imparted courage to feeble knees.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁ ⲡϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲉⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲕ ⲁϥϫⲱϩ ⲉⲣⲟⲕ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲕϣⲧⲟⲣⲧⲣ
English: Yet now that pain has come upon thee, and touched thee, thou art troubled.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉⲓⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉⲕϩⲟⲧⲉ ϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲁⲛ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲁⲧϩⲏⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉⲕϩⲉⲗⲡⲓⲥ ⲙⲛⲧⲕⲁⲕⲓⲁ ⲛⲧⲉⲕϩⲓⲏ .
English: Is not thy fear founded in folly, thy hope also, and the mischief of thy way?
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲣⲓⲡⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ϫⲉⲛⲓⲙ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥϩⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉϥⲟⲩⲁⲁⲃ ⲏ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲛⲣⲙⲙⲙⲉ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲡⲱⲣⲕ ⲁϥⲧⲁⲕⲟ
English: Remember then who has perished, being pure? or when were the true-hearted utterly destroyed?
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲕⲁⲧⲁⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲛⲉⲧⲥⲕⲁⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲉⲙⲉϣϣⲉ ⲛⲉⲧϫⲟ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲛⲁⲱϩⲥ ⲛⲁⲩ ⲛϩⲉⲛϩⲓⲥⲉ
English: Accordingly as I have seen men ploughing barren places, and they that sow them will reap sorrows for themselves.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲥⲉⲛⲁϩⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲓⲧⲙ ⲡⲉⲡⲣⲟⲥⲗⲁⲅⲙⲁ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲧⲁⲕⲟ ϩⲓⲧⲙⲡⲉⲡⲛⲉⲩⲙⲁ ⲛⲧⲟⲣⲅⲏ
English: They shall perish by the command of the Lord, and shall be utterly consumed by the breath of his wrath.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲧϭⲟⲙ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩⲓ ⲧⲉⲥⲙⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲗⲁⲃⲁⲓ ⲡϣⲟⲩϣⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲇⲣⲁⲕⲱⲛ ⲁϥⲱϣⲙ
English: The strength of the lion, and the voice of the lioness, and the exulting cry of serpents are quenched.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁ ⲡⲙⲩⲣⲙⲏⲕⲟⲗⲏⲱⲛ ⲧⲁⲕⲟ ϫⲉⲙⲛⲧⲉϥ ϩⲣⲏ ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⲁ ⲙⲙⲁⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲱϫⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲉⲣⲏⲩ
English: The old lion has perished for want of food, and the lions' whelps have forsaken one another.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉⲛⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϣⲁϫⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲙⲉ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲕϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲉ ⲙⲛⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲁⲧⲱⲙⲛⲧ ⲉⲣⲟⲕ ⲙⲏ ⲡⲁⲙⲁⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲁⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲁⲛ ⲉϩⲉⲛϣⲡⲏⲣⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲓⲧⲟⲟⲧϥ
English: But if there had been any truth in thy words, none of these evils would have befallen thee. Shall not mine ear receive excellent revelations from him?
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉⲟⲩϩⲟⲧⲉ ⲙⲛⲟⲩϩⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲛϭⲱⲣϩ ⲉⲣⲉⲧϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲩ ⲉϫⲛⲛⲣⲱⲙⲉ
English: But as when terror falls upon men, with dread and a sound in the night,
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲛⲉϩϣⲗϥ ⲇⲉ ⲧⲱⲙⲛⲧ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ ⲙⲛⲟⲩⲥⲧⲱⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲛⲟⲉⲓⲛ ⲛⲛⲁⲕⲉⲉⲥ ⲉⲙⲁⲧⲉ .
English: horror and trembling seized me, and caused all my bones greatly to shake.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲡⲛⲁ ⲉⲓ ⲁϩⲣⲁⲓ ϩⲓⲡⲁϩⲟ ⲁ ⲛⲁⲃⲱ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲉϩϣⲗϥ ⲙⲛⲛⲁⲥⲁⲣⲝ .
English: And a spirit came before my face; and my hair and flesh quivered.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲓⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲙⲡⲉⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲁⲓϭⲱϣⲧ ⲙⲡⲓϭⲛ ⲥⲙⲟⲧ ⲙⲡⲁⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲛⲉⲩⲟ ⲉⲓⲁⲁⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲩⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲟⲩⲥⲙⲏ
English: I arose and perceived it not: I looked, and there, was no form before my eyes: but I only heard a breath and a voice, saying,
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉϣⲁⲣⲉ ⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙⲏ ⲟⲩ ⲛⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛⲁⲧⲃⲃⲟ ⲙⲡⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲏ ⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲁⲧⲛⲟⲃⲉ ϩⲛⲛⲉϥϩⲃⲏⲩⲉ
English: What, shall a mortal be pure before the Lord? or a man be blameless in regard to his works?
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲙⲉϥⲧⲁⲛϩⲟⲩⲧϥ ⲣⲱ ⲙⲛⲛⲉϥϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲁϥⲙⲉⲉⲩⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲩϭⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲉⲛⲉϥⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ
English: Whereas he trust not in his servants, and perceives perverseness in his angels.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲉⲓⲉ ⲛⲉⲧⲟⲩⲏϩ ⲣⲱ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲓⲏⲓ ⲛⲟⲙⲉ ⲉⲁⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲱⲱⲛ ϩⲙⲡⲉⲓⲟⲙⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲱⲧ ⲁⲩⲥⲙⲟⲧ ⲇⲉ ⲛϫⲟⲟⲗⲉⲥ ⲧⲁⲕⲟⲟⲩ
English: But as for them that dwell in houses of clay, of whom we also are formed of the same clay, he smites them like a moth.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲥⲉϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲁⲛ ϫⲓⲛϩⲧⲟⲟⲩⲉ ϣⲁⲣⲟⲩϩⲉ ⲁⲩⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲇⲉ ϫⲉⲙⲛϣϭⲟⲙ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲏⲑⲉⲓ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ
English: And from the morning to evening they no longer exist: they have perished, because they cannot help themselves.
Text: 18_Job_4
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲛⲓⲃⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩϣⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲁⲩⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲇⲉ ϫⲉⲙⲛⲧⲁⲩ ⲧⲥⲟⲫⲓⲁ
English: For he blows upon them, and they are withered: they have perished for lack of wisdom.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲙⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲅⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉⲟⲩⲛⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲣⲟⲕ ⲏ ϫⲉⲛⲅⲛⲁⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥⲟⲩⲁⲁⲃ
English: But call, if any one will hearken to thee, or if thou shalt see any of the holy angels.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲕⲁⲓ ⲅⲁⲣ ϣⲁⲣⲉⲧⲟⲣⲅⲏ ⲧⲁⲕⲉ ⲡⲁⲧϩⲏⲧ ϣⲁⲣⲉⲡⲕⲱϩ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲉⲩⲧ ⲡⲉⲧⲥⲟⲣⲙ
English: For wrath destroys the foolish one, and envy slays him that has gone astray.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲛⲁⲧϩⲏⲧ ⲉⲩⲛⲉϫ ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲛⲧⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱϫⲛ ϩⲙⲡⲉⲩⲙⲁ
English: And I have seen foolish ones taking root: but suddenly their habitation was devoured.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲛⲉⲩϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲟⲩⲉ ⲙⲡⲟⲩϫⲁⲓ ⲉⲩϩⲓⲟⲩⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲓⲧⲛⲛⲣⲟ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲃⲃⲓⲏⲩ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϥⲧⲙϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛϭⲓⲡⲉⲧⲛⲟⲩϩⲙ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ
English: Let their children be far from safety, and let them be crushed at the doors of vile men, and let there be no deliverer.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲥⲟⲟⲩϩⲟⲩ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲛⲇⲓⲕⲁⲓⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲁⲟⲩⲟⲙⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲟⲩ ϫⲁⲓ ⲉⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉⲩϭⲟⲙ ⲱϫⲛ
English: For what they have collected, the just shall eat; but they shall not be delivered out of calamities: let their strength be utterly exhausted.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲙⲉⲣⲉ ϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗϩⲙ ⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲙⲉⲣⲉ ⲙⲟⲕϩⲥ ϯⲟⲩⲱ ϩⲓⲧⲟⲟⲩ
English: For labour cannot by any means come out of the earth, nor shall trouble spring out of the mountains:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲉⲩϫⲡⲟ ⲙⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲉⲡϩⲓⲥⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲙⲙⲁⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲣⲉ ϩⲏⲗ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ .
English: yet man is born to labour, and even so the vulture's young seek the high places.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ϩⲱ ϯⲛⲁⲥⲉⲡⲥ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϯⲛⲁⲱϣ ⲇⲉ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲉⲧϩⲓϫⲛ ⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲛⲓⲙ
English: Nevertheless I will beseech the Lord, and will call upon the Lord, the sovereign of all;
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲧⲁⲙⲓⲉ ⲛⲉⲓⲛⲟϭ ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲓⲁⲧⲁⲣⲏϫⲛⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲧⲧⲁⲉⲓⲏⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲓϣⲡⲏⲣⲉ ⲉⲧⲉⲙⲛⲧⲟⲩⲏⲡⲉ .
English: who does great things and untraceable, glorious things also, and marvellous, of which there is no number:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧϯ ⲙⲡϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉϫⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲡⲉⲧⲧⲛⲛⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲁⲧⲡⲉ .
English: who gives rain upon the earth, sending water on the earth:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧϫⲓⲥⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲑⲃⲃⲓⲏⲩ ⲡⲉⲧⲧⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩⲥ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲧⲁⲕⲟ
English: who exalts the lowly, and raises up them that are lost:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧϣⲓⲃⲉ ⲙⲡϣⲟϫⲛⲉ ⲛⲛⲣⲙⲛϩⲏⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲛⲉⲩϭⲓϫ ⲣ ⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲙⲙⲉ .
English: frustrating the counsels of the crafty, and their hands shall not perform the truth:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧⲧⲁϩⲟ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲥⲟⲫⲟⲥ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲩⲙⲛⲧⲥⲁⲃⲉ ⲁϥⲡⲱϣⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡϣⲟϫⲛⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲥⲁⲛⲕⲟⲧⲥ
English: who takes the wise in their wisdom, and subverts the counsel of the crafty
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲡⲕⲁⲕⲉ ⲛⲁⲧⲟⲙⲛⲧ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲥⲉⲛⲁϭⲟⲙϭⲙ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲛⲁⲩ ⲙⲙⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲧⲉⲩϣⲏ
English: In the day darkness shall come upon them, and let them grope in the noon-day even as in the night:
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲉⲩⲉⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲇⲉ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲡⲟⲗⲉⲙⲟⲥ ⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩϭⲱⲃ ⲇⲉ ⲣⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲧϭⲓϫ ⲙⲡϫⲱⲱⲣⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ .
English: and let them perish in war, and let the weak escape from the hand of the mighty.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩϩⲉⲗⲡⲓⲥ ⲇⲉ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙⲡⲁⲧϭⲟⲙ ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲧⲁⲡⲣⲟ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲉϥϫⲓⲛϭⲟⲛⲥ ⲧⲱⲙ
English: And let the weak have hope, but the mouth of the unjust be stopped.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲛⲁⲓⲁⲧϥ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϫⲡⲓⲟϥ ⲙⲡⲣⲕⲱ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲥⲱⲕ ⲛⲧⲉⲥⲃⲱ ⲙⲡⲡⲁⲛⲧⲟⲕⲣⲁⲧⲱⲣ
English: But blessed is the man whom the Lord has reproved; and reject not thou the chastening of the Almighty.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲡⲉ ϣⲁϥⲙⲟⲕϩⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϥⲧⲁϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲡⲉⲩⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ϣⲁϥϣⲁⲁⲣ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲉϥϭⲓϫ ⲟⲛ ⲧⲁⲗϭⲟ
English: for he causes a man to be in pain, and restores him again: he smites, and his hands heal.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ϥⲛⲁⲧⲟⲩϫⲟⲕ ⲛⲥⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲥⲟⲡ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲕⲁⲛⲁⲅⲅⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ϫⲱϩ ⲉⲣⲟⲕ ϩⲙⲡⲙⲉϩⲥⲁϣϥ
English: Six time he shall deliver thee out of distresses: and in the seventh harm shall not touch thee.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ϥⲛⲁⲛⲁϩⲙⲉⲕ ⲉⲡⲙⲟⲩ ϩⲙⲡϩⲉⲃⲱⲱⲛ ϥⲛⲁⲧⲟⲩϫⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲡⲟⲗⲉⲙⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲟⲟⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲡⲉⲛⲓⲡⲉ
English: In famine he shall deliver thee from death: and in war he shall free thee from the power of the sword.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ϥⲛⲁϩⲟⲡⲕ ⲉⲩⲟⲩⲱϣⲥ ⲛⲗⲁⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲕⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧⲟⲩ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲡⲉⲧϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲛⲏⲩ
English: He shall hide thee from the scourge of the tongue: and thou shalt not be afraid of coming evils.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲕⲛⲁⲥⲱⲃⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲛⲣⲉϥϫⲓⲛϭⲟⲛⲥ ⲙⲛⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲛⲉⲕⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧⲟⲩ ⲛⲛⲉⲑⲩⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲁⲅⲣⲓⲟⲛ
English: Thou shalt laugh at the unrighteous and the lawless: and thou shalt not be afraid of wild beasts.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲛⲉⲑⲩⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲁⲅⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲁⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲛⲁⲕ
English: For the wild beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲉⲓⲧⲁ ⲕⲛⲁⲉⲓⲙⲉ ϫⲉⲡⲉⲕⲏⲓ ⲛⲁⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲡⲙⲁⲛϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲧⲉⲕⲥⲕⲩⲛⲏ ⲣⲛⲟⲃⲉ
English: Then shalt thou know that thy house shall be at peace, and the provision for thy tabernacle shall not fail.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲕⲛⲁⲉⲓⲙⲉ ⲇⲉ ϫⲉⲛⲁϣⲉ ⲡⲉⲕⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲕϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲣⲱⲧ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲥⲱϣⲉ
English: And thou shalt know that thy seed shall be abundant; and thy children shall be like the herbage of the field.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲕⲛⲏⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲡⲧⲁⲫⲟⲥ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲟⲩⲟ ϩⲙⲡⲉϥⲇⲉ ⲉⲁⲩⲟϩⲥϥ ϩⲙⲡⲉϥⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓϣ ⲏ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲁⲧⲙⲉ ⲛϫⲛⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲁⲩϫⲓⲧⲥ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲛⲧⲉⲥⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ .
English: And thou shalt come to the grave like ripe corn reaped in its season, or as a heap of the corn-flour collected in proper time.
Text: 18_Job_5
Coptic: ⲉⲓⲥϩⲏⲏⲧⲉ ⲁⲛϩⲉⲧϩⲧ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛϯϩⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁⲛⲥⲟⲧⲙⲟⲩ .
English: Behold, we have thus sought out these matters; these are what we have heard: but do thou reflect with thyself, if thou hast done anything wrong.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓⲙⲉ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲕ ϫⲉⲛⲧⲁⲕⲣ ⲟⲩ ⲁ ⲓⲱⲃ ⲇⲉ ⲟⲩⲱϣⲃ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ
English: But Job answered and said,
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ϫⲉⲉⲛⲉ ⲟⲩⲛ ⲟⲩⲁ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲁϣⲓ ϩⲛⲟⲩϣⲓ ϩⲛⲧⲁⲟⲣⲅⲏ ⲉⲧⲣⲉϥϫⲱⲗⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲛⲁϩⲓⲥⲉ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁϣⲉ ϩⲓⲟⲩⲥⲟⲡ
English: Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲕⲁⲓ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲥⲉⲛⲁϩⲣⲟϣ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲉ ⲡϣⲱ ⲛⲛⲉⲕⲣⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲛⲁϣⲁϫⲉ ⲥⲟϣϥ
English: And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲛⲥⲟⲧⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϩⲙⲡⲁⲥⲱⲙⲁ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉⲩϭⲱⲛⲧ ⲥⲱⲛⲅ ⲙⲡⲁⲥⲛⲟϥ ⲉⲓⲏ ⲉⲓⲛⲁϣⲁϫⲉ ϣⲁⲩⲧⲱⲃⲥ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ .
English: For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲉϣⲁⲣⲉ ⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙⲏ ϣⲁⲣⲉⲟⲩⲉⲓⲁ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲱϣ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲡϫⲓⲛϫⲏ ⲛⲥⲁⲃⲉⲗϫⲉ ⲉϥϣⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲧⲉϥϩⲣⲉ ⲙⲏ ϣⲁⲣⲉⲙⲁⲥⲉ ⲱϣ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲩⲛ ϩⲣⲉ ϩⲙⲡⲉϥⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ
English: What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has a fodder?
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲏ ϣⲁⲩⲟⲩⲉⲙ ⲟⲉⲓⲕ ⲉϫⲛϩⲙⲟⲩ ⲏ ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲛ ϯⲡⲉ ⲛϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉϥϣⲟⲩⲉⲓⲧ
English: Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲙⲛϣϭⲟⲙ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲧⲉⲯⲩⲭⲏ ϭⲱ ϯⲛⲁⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲧⲁϩⲣⲉ ⲉⲥϣⲟⲛϣ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲧⲟⲓ ⲙⲙⲟⲩⲓ
English: For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion to be loathsome.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲉⲛⲉ ϥⲛⲁϯ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲉⲡⲁⲧⲱϩⲃ ⲉⲓ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϯ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲧⲁϩⲉⲗⲡⲓⲥ ⲁ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲣⲭⲉⲓ ⲙⲁⲣⲉϥⲧⲟⲃⲥⲧ ⲙⲡⲣⲧⲣⲉϥⲧⲥⲁⲃⲟⲓ ⲇⲉ ϣⲁⲃⲟⲗ
English: For oh that he would grant my desire, and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲁⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲛⲁⲣ ⲧⲁⲫⲟⲥ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲉⲛⲉⲓϫⲓⲃⲟϭⲥ ϩⲓϫⲛⲛⲉⲥⲥⲟⲃⲧ ⲛϯⲛⲁϯⲥⲟ ⲁⲛ ⲙⲡⲓϫⲓϭⲟⲗ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲉⲛϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲁⲁⲃ ⲛⲧⲉⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ
English: Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁϭⲟⲙ ϫⲉϯϩⲩⲡⲟⲙⲓⲛⲏ ⲏ ⲁϣ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲁⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓϣ ϫⲉⲧⲁⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲁⲛⲉⲓⲭⲉ
English: For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲏ ⲟⲩϭⲟⲙ ⲉⲛⲱⲛⲉ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁϭⲟⲙ ⲏ ϩⲉⲛⲡⲉⲛⲓⲡⲉ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲁⲥⲁⲣⲝ
English: Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲏ ⲛⲧⲁⲓ ⲛⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲁⲛ ⲁ ⲧⲉϥⲃⲟⲏⲑⲉⲓⲁ ⲟⲩⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ
English: Or have I not trusted in him? but help is far from me.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲁ ⲡⲛⲉⲩⲙⲁ ⲕⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲥⲱϥ ⲁ ⲡϭⲙⲡϣⲓⲛⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲡⲁⲛⲧⲟⲕⲣⲁⲧⲱⲣ ⲟⲃϣϥ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ
English: Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲁⲓⲣ ⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩⲛⲥⲱⲣⲙ ⲉⲁϥⲱϫⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲥⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲓϩⲟⲉⲓⲙ .
English: My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲛⲉⲩⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧ ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲩⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲓ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲭⲓⲱⲛ ⲏ ⲟⲩⲕⲣⲩⲥⲧⲁⲗⲗⲟⲥ ⲉⲁϥⲱϭⲣ
English: They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲉϣⲁϥⲃⲱⲗ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲣϣⲁⲛⲟⲩϩⲙⲙⲉ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲙⲉⲩⲥⲟⲩⲛ ⲡⲙⲁ ⲉⲛⲉϥⲛϩⲏⲧϥ .
English: When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲧⲁⲓ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁϩⲉ ϩⲱ ⲛⲧⲁⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲕⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲁⲓⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲓⲣⲡⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲁⲏⲓ
English: Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲛⲉϩⲓⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲛⲑⲁⲓⲙⲁⲛⲱⲛ ⲙⲙⲁ ⲙⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲃⲱⲛ
English: Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabaeans.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲁⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲟⲩⲛ ϣⲓⲡⲉ ⲛⲁⲣ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲕⲱ ⲛϩⲧⲏⲩ ⲉⲛⲉⲓⲭⲣⲏⲙⲁ ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲓⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ
English: They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲧⲉⲧⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲓ ϩⲱⲧⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲓ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲁⲧⲛⲁ ϩⲱⲥⲧⲉ ⲁⲧⲉⲧⲛⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲡⲁⲥⲁϣ ⲁⲣⲓϩⲟⲧⲉ
English: But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye are afraid.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲉϣⲁⲣⲉ ⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲙⲏ ⲧⲉⲓ ⲁⲓⲁⲓⲧⲉⲓ ⲙⲙⲱⲧⲛ ⲛⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲏ ⲉⲓϣⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛϭⲟⲙ
English: What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ϩⲱⲥⲧⲉ ⲉⲧⲟⲩϫⲟⲉⲓ ⲉⲛⲁϫⲁϫⲉ ⲏ ⲉⲛⲁϩⲙⲉⲧ ⲉⲧⲥⲓϫ ⲛⲛⲣⲉϥϫⲓϫⲛⲁϩ
English: to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲁⲧⲥⲁⲃⲟⲓ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲇⲉ ϯⲛⲁⲕⲁⲣⲱⲓ ⲙⲁⲧⲁⲙⲟⲓ ⲉⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁⲓⲡⲗⲁⲛⲁ ⲛϩⲏⲧϥ
English: Teach ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ⲛϣⲁϫⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲙⲙⲙⲉ ⲥⲟϣϥ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲁⲓⲧⲉⲓ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲟⲩϭⲟⲙ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ
English: But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉϫⲡⲓⲟ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲁⲧⲁⲗϭⲟⲓ ⲁⲛ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛϯⲛⲁⲁⲛⲉⲓⲭⲉⲁ ⲛⲡⲟⲩⲱϣϥ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲛϣⲁϫⲉ
English: Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲡⲗⲏⲛ ⲣⲱ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲉϫⲙⲡⲟⲣⲫⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲃⲱϭⲉ ⲉϫⲛⲡⲉⲧⲛϣⲃⲏⲣ
English: Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓⲉϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ϩⲛⲡⲉⲧⲛϩⲟ ⲧⲁⲧⲙϫⲓϭⲟⲗ
English: But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲙ ϫⲓⲛϭⲟⲛⲥ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲛ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩϩ ⲉⲧⲙⲛⲧⲙⲉ
English: Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.
Text: 18_Job_6
Coptic: ⲙⲛϫⲓⲛϭⲟⲛⲥ ⲅⲁⲣ ϩⲙⲡⲁⲗⲁⲥ ⲏ ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲁϣⲟⲩⲱⲃⲉ ⲙⲉⲗⲉⲧⲁ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲥⲁⲃⲉ
English: For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?
Text: 18_Job_7
Coptic: ⲙⲏ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁⲛϫⲱⲙⲛⲧ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲁϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ϩⲓϫⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉϥⲁϩⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲁⲓⲃⲉⲕⲏ ⲙⲙⲏⲛⲉ
English: Is not the life of man upon earth a state of trial? and his existence as that of a hireling by the day?
Text: 18_Job_7
Coptic: ⲏ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲉϥⲣϩⲟⲧⲉ ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲙⲡⲉϥϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲁϥϩⲉ ⲉⲩϩⲟⲓⲃⲉⲥ ⲏ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲁⲓⲃⲉⲕⲏ ⲉϥϭⲉⲉⲧ ⲉⲡⲉϥⲃⲉⲕⲉ
English: Or as a servant that fears his master, and one who has grasped a shadow? or as a hireling waiting for his pay?