اَلْجَامِعَةِ 12

١ 1 فَٱذْكُرْ خَالِقَكَ فِي أَيَّامِ شَبَابِكَ، قَبْلَ أَنْ تَأْتِيَ أَيَّامُ ٱلشَّرِّ أَوْ تَجِيءَ ٱلسِّنُونَ إِذْ تَقُولُ: «لَيْسَ لِي فِيهَا سُرُورٌ».

Remember your Creator while you are young, before days of trouble come and you grow old, saying, “I'm not enjoying life anymore.”

٢ 2 قَبْلَ مَا تَظْلُمُ ٱلشَّمْسُ وَٱلنُّورُ وَٱلْقَمَرُ وَٱلنُّجُومُ، وَتَرْجِعُ ٱلسُّحُبُ بَعْدَ ٱلْمَطَرِ.

Before the light fades—sun, moon, and stars—and rain clouds return to darken the skies.

٣ 3 فِي يَوْمٍ يَتَزَعْزَعُ فِيهِ حَفَظَةُ ٱلْبَيْتِ، وَتَتَلَوَّى رِجَالُ ٱلْقُوَّةِ، وَتَبْطُلُ ٱلطَّوَاحِنُ لِأَنَّهَا قَلَّتْ، وَتُظْلِمُ ٱلنَّوَاظِرُ مِنَ ٱلشَّبَابِيكِ.

Before the guards of the house tremble and the strong men are bent over, the grinders stop working because there are only a few left, and the ones looking through the windows only see dimly,

٤ 4 وَتُغْلَقُ ٱلْأَبْوَابُ فِي ٱلسُّوقِ. حِينَ يَنْخَفِضُ صَوْتُ ٱلْمِطْحَنَةِ، وَيَقُومُ لِصَوْتِ ٱلْعُصْفُورِ، وَتُحَطُّ كُلُّ بَنَاتِ ٱلْغِنَاءِ.

and the doors to the street are shut. Before the sound of the grinding mill grows low, and you wake up early when the birds are singing, but you can hardly hear them.

٥ 5 وَأَيْضًا يَخَافُونَ مِنَ ٱلْعَالِي، وَفِي ٱلطَّرِيقِ أَهْوَالٌ، وَٱللَّوْزُ يُزْهِرُ، وَٱلْجُنْدُبُ يُسْتَثْقَلُ، وَٱلشَّهْوَةُ تَبْطُلُ. لِأَنَّ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ ذَاهِبٌ إِلَى بَيْتِهِ ٱلْأَبَدِيِّ، وَٱلنَّادِبُونَ يَطُوفُونَ فِي ٱلسُّوقِ.

Before you develop a fear of heights and worry about going out on the streets; when the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper crawls along, and desire fails, for everyone has to go to their eternal home as the mourners go up and down the street.

٦ 6 قَبْلَ مَا يَنْفَصِمُ حَبْلُ ٱلْفِضَّةِ، أَوْ يَنْسَحِقُ كُوزُ ٱلذَّهَبِ، أَوْ تَنْكَسِرُ ٱلْجَرَّةُ عَلَى ٱلْعَيْنِ، أَوْ تَنْقَصِفُ ٱلْبَكَرَةُ عِنْدَ ٱلْبِئْرِ.

Before the silver cord is snapped and the golden bowl is broken; before the water jug is smashed at the spring, or the pulley is broken at the well.

٧ 7 فَيَرْجِعُ ٱلتُّرَابُ إِلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ كَمَا كَانَ، وَتَرْجِعُ ٱلرُّوحُ إِلَى ٱللهِ ٱلَّذِي أَعْطَاهَا.

Then the dust returns to the earth from which it came, and the breath of life returns to God who gave it.

٨ 8 بَاطِلُ ٱلْأَبَاطِيلِ، قَالَ ٱلْجَامِعَةُ: ٱلْكُلُّ بَاطِلٌ.

“Everything passes! It's all so hard to understand!” says the Teacher.

٩ 9 بَقِيَ أَنَّ ٱلْجَامِعَةَ كَانَ حَكِيمًا، وَأَيْضًا عَلَّمَ ٱلشَّعْبَ عِلْمًا، وَوَزَنَ وَبَحَثَ وَأَتْقَنَ أَمْثَالًا كَثِيرَةً.

Not only was the Teacher a wise man, he also taught what he knew to others. He thought about many proverbs, studying them and arranging them.

١٠ 10 اَلْجَامِعَةُ طَلَبَ أَنْ يَجِدَ كَلِمَاتٍ مُسِرَّةً مَكْتُوبَةً بِٱلِٱسْتِقَامَةِ، كَلِمَاتِ حَقٍّ.

The Teacher looked for the best way to explain things, writing truthfully and honestly.

١١ 11 كَلَامُ ٱلْحُكَمَاءِ كَٱلْمَنَاسِيسِ، وَكَأَوْتَادٍ مُنْغَرِزَةٍ، أَرْبَابُ ٱلْجَمَاعَاتِ، قَدْ أُعْطِيَتْ مِنْ رَاعٍ وَاحِدٍ.

The words of the wise are like cattle prods. Their collected sayings are like nails driven home, given by one shepherd.

١٢ 12 وَبَقِيَ، فَمِنْ هَذَا يَاٱبْنِي تَحَذَّرْ: لِعَمَلِ كُتُبٍ كَثِيرَةٍ لَا نِهَايَةَ، وَٱلدَّرْسُ ٱلْكَثِيرُ تَعَبٌ لِلْجَسَدِ.

In addition, my student, take care, for there's no end to book writing, and too much study wears you out.

١٣ 13 فَلْنَسْمَعْ خِتَامَ ٱلْأَمْرِ كُلِّهِ: ٱتَّقِ ٱللهَ وَٱحْفَظْ وَصَايَاهُ، لِأَنَّ هَذَا هُوَ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ كُلُّهُ.

To sum up now that everything has been discussed: Respect God by keeping his commandments, for that's what everyone should do.

١٤ 14 لِأَنَّ ٱللهَ يُحْضِرُ كُلَّ عَمَلٍ إِلَى ٱلدَّيْنُونَةِ، عَلَى كُلِّ خَفِيٍّ، إِنْ كَانَ خَيْرًا أَوْ شَرًّا.

God is going to judge us for everything we do, including what we do secretly, whether good or bad.