Assim diz o SENHOR: O céu é o meu trono, e a terra o escabelo dos meus pés; que casa me edificaríeis vós? E qual seria o lugar do meu descanso? Porque a minha mão fez todas estas coisas, e assim todas elas foram feitas, diz o SENHOR; mas para esse olharei, para o pobre e abatido de espírito, e que treme da minha palavra. [Isaías 66: 1-2]
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Antigo Testamento (324 dias)
New International Version: 162 de 324 dias
| Job: 28 |
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| 1. "There is a mine for silver and a place where gold is refined. |
| 2. Iron is taken from the earth, and copper is smelted from ore. |
| 3. Man puts an end to the darkness; he searches the farthest recesses for ore in the blackest darkness. |
| 4. Far from where people dwell he cuts a shaft, in places forgotten by the foot of man; far from men he dangles and sways. |
| 5. The earth, from which food comes, is transformed below as by fire; |
| 6. sapphires come from its rocks, and its dust contains nuggets of gold. |
| 7. No bird of prey knows that hidden path, no falcon's eye has seen it. |
| 8. Proud beasts do not set foot on it, and no lion prowls there. |
| 9. Man's hand assaults the flinty rock and lays bare the roots of the mountains. |
| 10. He tunnels through the rock; his eyes see all its treasures. |
| 11. He searches the sources of the rivers and brings hidden things to light. |
| 12. "But where can wisdom be found? Where does understanding dwell? |
| 13. Man does not comprehend its worth; it cannot be found in the land of the living. |
| 14. The deep says, 'It is not in me'; the sea says, 'It is not with me.' |
| 15. It cannot be bought with the finest gold, nor can its price be weighed in silver. |
| 16. It cannot be bought with the gold of Ophir, with precious onyx or sapphires. |
| 17. Neither gold nor crystal can compare with it, nor can it be had for jewels of gold. |
| 18. Coral and jasper are not worthy of mention; the price of wisdom is beyond rubies. |
| 19. The topaz of Cush cannot compare with it; it cannot be bought with pure gold. |
| 20. "Where then does wisdom come from? Where does understanding dwell? |
| 21. It is hidden from the eyes of every living thing, concealed even from the birds of the air. |
| 22. Destruction and Death say, 'Only a rumor of it has reached our ears.' |
| 23. God understands the way to it and he alone knows where it dwells, |
| 24. for he views the ends of the earth and sees everything under the heavens. |
| 25. When he established the force of the wind and measured out the waters, |
| 26. when he made a decree for the rain and a path for the thunderstorm, |
| 27. then he looked at wisdom and appraised it; he confirmed it and tested it. |
| 28. And he said to man, 'The fear of the Lord-that is wisdom, and to shun evil is understanding.'" |
| Job: 29 |
| 1. Job continued his discourse: |
| 2. "How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me, |
| 3. when his lamp shone upon my head and by his light I walked through darkness! |
| 4. Oh, for the days when I was in my prime, when God's intimate friendship blessed my house, |
| 5. when the Almighty was still with me and my children were around me, |
| 6. when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil. |
| 7. "When I went to the gate of the city and took my seat in the public square, |
| 8. the young men saw me and stepped aside and the old men rose to their feet; |
| 9. the chief men refrained from speaking and covered their mouths with their hands; |
| 10. the voices of the nobles were hushed, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths. |
| 11. Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commended me, |
| 12. because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist him. |
| 13. The man who was dying blessed me; I made the widow's heart sing. |
| 14. I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was my robe and my turban. |
| 15. I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. |
| 16. I was a father to the needy; I took up the case of the stranger. |
| 17. I broke the fangs of the wicked and snatched the victims from their teeth. |
| 18. "I thought, 'I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand. |
| 19. My roots will reach to the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches. |
| 20. My glory will remain fresh in me, the bow ever new in my hand.' |
| 21. "Men listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel. |
| 22. After I had spoken, they spoke no more; my words fell gently on their ears. |
| 23. They waited for me as for showers and drank in my words as the spring rain. |
| 24. When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; the light of my face was precious to them. |
| 25. I chose the way for them and sat as their chief; I dwelt as a king among his troops; I was like one who comforts mourners. |
| Job: 30 |
| 1. "But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs. |
| 2. Of what use was the strength of their hands to me, since their vigor had gone from them? |
| 3. Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed the parched land in desolate wastelands at night. |
| 4. In the brush they gathered salt herbs, and their food was the root of the broom tree. |
| 5. They were banished from their fellow men, shouted at as if they were thieves. |
| 6. They were forced to live in the dry stream beds, among the rocks and in holes in the ground. |
| 7. They brayed among the bushes and huddled in the undergrowth. |
| 8. A base and nameless brood, they were driven out of the land. |
| 9. "And now their sons mock me in song; I have become a byword among them. |
| 10. They detest me and keep their distance; they do not hesitate to spit in my face. |
| 11. Now that God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they throw off restraint in my presence. |
| 12. On my right the tribe attacks; they lay snares for my feet, they build their siege ramps against me. |
| 13. They break up my road; they succeed in destroying me- without anyone's helping them. |
| 14. They advance as through a gaping breach; amid the ruins they come rolling in. |
| 15. Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud. |
| 16. "And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me. |
| 17. Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest. |
| 18. In his great power God becomes like clothing to me; he binds me like the neck of my garment. |
| 19. He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes. |
| 20. "I cry out to you, O God, but you do not answer; I stand up, but you merely look at me. |
| 21. You turn on me ruthlessly; with the might of your hand you attack me. |
| 22. You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm. |
| 23. I know you will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living. |
| 24. "Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man when he cries for help in his distress. |
| 25. Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has not my soul grieved for the poor? |
| 26. Yet when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, then came darkness. |
| 27. The churning inside me never stops; days of suffering confront me. |
| 28. I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up in the assembly and cry for help. |
| 29. I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of owls. |
| 30. My skin grows black and peels; my body burns with fever. |
| 31. My harp is tuned to mourning, and my flute to the sound of wailing. |
New International Version: 162 de 324 dias