إِشَعْيَاءَ 50

١ 1 هَكَذَا قَالَ ٱلرَّبُّ: «أَيْنَ كِتَابُ طَلَاقِ أُمِّكُمُ ٱلَّتِي طَلَّقْتُهَا، أَوْ مَنْ هُوَ مِنْ غُرَمَائِي ٱلَّذِي بِعْتُهُ إِيَّاكُمْ؟ هُوَذَا مِنْ أَجْلِ آثَامِكُمْ قَدْ بُعْتُمْ، وَمِنْ أَجْلِ ذُنُوبِكُمْ طُلِّقَتْ أُمُّكُمْ.

Thus, saith Yahweh—Where then is the scroll of your mother’s divorce, whom I have put away? Or, which of my creditors, is it to whom I have sold you? Lo! for your iniquities, have ye been sold, And for your transgressions, hath your mother been put away.

٢ 2 لِمَاذَا جِئْتُ وَلَيْسَ إِنْسَانٌ، نَادَيْتُ وَلَيْسَ مُجِيبٌ؟ هَلْ قَصَرَتْ يَدِي عَنِ ٱلْفِدَاءِ؟ وَهَلْ لَيْسَ فِيَّ قُدْرَةٌ لِلْإِنْقَاذِ؟ هُوَذَا بِزَجْرَتِي أُنَشِّفُ ٱلْبَحْرَ. أَجْعَلُ ٱلْأَنْهَارَ قَفْرًا. يُنْتِنُ سَمَكُهَا مِنْ عَدَمِ ٱلْمَاءِ، وَيَمُوتُ بِٱلْعَطَشِ.

Wherefore, When I came in, was there no one? When I called, was there none to answer? Is mine own hand, really shortened, that it cannot redeem? Or is there not, in me, strength to deliver? Lo! by my rebuke, I dry up the sea I make rivers a desert, Their fish Stinketh, for want of water, Yea dieth, for thirst:

٣ 3 أُلْبِسُ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ ظَلَامًا، وَأَجْعَلُ ٱلْمِسْحَ غِطَاءَهَا».

I clothe the heavens with gloom, And, of sackcloth, make I their covering.

٤ 4 أَعْطَانِي ٱلسَّيِّدُ ٱلرَّبُّ لِسَانَ ٱلْمُتَعَلِّمِينَ لِأَعْرِفَ أَنْ أُغِيثَ ٱلْمُعْيِيَ بِكَلِمَةٍ. يُوقِظُ كُلَّ صَبَاحٍ، يُوقِظُ لِي أُذُنًا، لِأَسْمَعَ كَٱلْمُتَعَلِّمِينَ.

My Lord Yahweh, hath given unto me the tongue of the instructed, That I should know how to succour the fainting, with discourse, —He kept wakening—morning by morning. He kept wakening mine ear, to hearken as do the instructed;

٥ 5 ٱلسَّيِّدُ ٱلرَّبُّ فَتَحَ لِي أُذُنًا وَأَنَا لَمْ أُعَانِدْ. إِلَى ٱلْوَرَاءِ لَمْ أَرْتَدَّ.

My Lord, Yahweh, opened mine ear, And, I, was not rebellious, —Away, turned I not:

٦ 6 بَذَلْتُ ظَهْرِي لِلضَّارِبِينَ، وَخَدَّيَّ لِلنَّاتِفِينَ. وَجْهِي لَمْ أَسْتُرْ عَنِ ٱلْعَارِ وَٱلْبَصْقِ.

My back, gave I to smiters, and My cheeks, to them who pulled out the beard, —My face, hid I not from insult and spitting.

٧ 7 وَٱلسَّيِّدُ ٱلرَّبُّ يُعِينُنِي، لِذَلِكَ لَا أَخْجَلُ. لِذَلِكَ جَعَلْتُ وَجْهِي كَٱلصَّوَّانِ وَعَرَفْتُ أَنِّي لَا أَخْزَى.

Because, My Lord, Yahweh, would help me, Therefore was I not deterred by insult, —Therefore did I set my face like flint, And I knew that I should not be put to shame.

٨ 8 قَرِيبٌ هُوَ ٱلَّذِي يُبَرِّرُنِي. مَنْ يُخَاصِمُنِي؟ لِنَتَوَاقَفْ! مَنْ هُوَ صَاحِبُ دَعْوَى مَعِي؟ لِيَتَقَدَّمْ إِلَيَّ!

At hand, is one who can justify me. Who will contend with me? let, us stand forth together, —Who can accuse me? let him draw near to me!

٩ 9 هُوَذَا ٱلسَّيِّدُ ٱلرَّبُّ يُعِينُنِي. مَنْ هُوَ ٱلَّذِي يَحْكُمُ عَلَيَّ؟ هُوَذَا كُلُّهُمْ كَٱلثَّوْبِ يَبْلَوْنَ. يَأْكُلُهُمُ ٱلْعُثُّ.

Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, will help me, Who is he that shall prove me lawless? Lo! they all, as a garment, shall fall to pieces, the moth shall consume them.

١٠ 10 مَنْ مِنْكُمْ خَائِفُ ٱلرَّبِّ، سَامِعٌ لِصَوْتِ عَبْدِهِ؟ مَنِ ٱلَّذِي يَسْلُكُ فِي ٱلظُّلُمَاتِ وَلَا نُورَ لَهُ؟ فَلْيَتَّكِلْ عَلَى ٱسْمِ ٱلرَّبِّ وَيَسْتَنِدْ إِلَى إِلَهِهِ.

Who among you, revereth Yahweh, Hearkening unto the voice of his Servant, —That hath walked in dark places And hath had no gleam of light? Let him trust in the name of Yahweh, And lean upon his God.

١١ 11 يَا هَؤُلَاءِ جَمِيعُكُمُ، ٱلْقَادِحِينَ نَارًا، ٱلْمُتَنَطِّقِينَ بِشَرَارٍ، ٱسْلُكُوا بِنُورِ نَارِكُمْ وَبِٱلشَّرَارِ ٱلَّذِي أَوْقَدْتُمُوهُ. مِنْ يَدِي صَارَ لَكُمْ هَذَا. فِي ٱلْوَجَعِ تَضْطَجِعُونَ.

Lo! all ye that kindle a fire, That gird yourselves with fiery darts, —Walk ye in the blaze of your own fire. And in the fiery darts ye have kindled, At my hand, hath this befallen you, In sorrow, shall ye lie down.