إِرْمِيَا 8
| «فِي ذَلِكَ ٱلزَّمَانِ، يَقُولُ ٱلرَّبُّ، يُخْرِجُونَ عِظَامَ مُلُوكِ يَهُوذَا وَعِظَامَ رُؤَسَائِهِ وَعِظَامَ ٱلْكَهَنَةِ وَعِظَامَ ٱلْأَنْبِيَاءِ وَعِظَامَ سُكَّانِ أُورُشَلِيمَ مِنْ قُبُورِهِمْ، | ١ 1 |
When that happens, declares the Lord, the bones of the kings of Judah, the bones of the officials, the bones of the priests, the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem will be taken out of their graves.
| وَيَبْسُطُونَهَا لِلشَّمْسِ وَلِلْقَمَرِ وَلِكُلِّ جُنُودِ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ ٱلَّتِي أَحَبُّوهَا وَٱلَّتِي عَبَدُوهَا وَٱلَّتِي سَارُوا وَرَاءَهَا وَٱلَّتِي ٱسْتَشَارُوهَا وَالَّتِي سَجَدُوا لَهَا. لَا تُجْمَعُ وَلَا تُدْفَنُ، بَلْ تَكُونُ دِمْنَةً عَلَى وَجْهِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٢ 2 |
They will lie exposed to the sun and moon, and to all the stars which they loved, which they served, which they followed, which they consulted, and which they worshiped. Their bones will not be collected or reburied, but will be left like manure lying on the ground.
| وَيُخْتَارُ ٱلْمَوْتُ عَلَى ٱلْحَيَاةِ عِنْدَ كُلِّ ٱلْبَقِيَّةِ ٱلْبَاقِيَةِ مِنْ هَذِهِ ٱلْعَشِيرَةِ ٱلشِّرِّيرَةِ ٱلْبَاقِيَةِ فِي كُلِّ ٱلْأَمَاكِنِ ٱلَّتِي طَرَدْتُهُمْ إِلَيْهَا، يَقُولُ رَبُّ ٱلْجُنُودِ. | ٣ 3 |
Those who are left of this evil family will prefer to die rather than live in every place I've scattered them, declares the Lord Almighty.
| «وَتَقُولُ لَهُمْ: هَكَذَا قَالَ ٱلرَّبُّ: هَلْ يَسْقُطُونَ وَلَا يَقُومُونَ، أَوْ يَرْتَدُّ أَحَدٌ وَلَا يَرْجِعُ؟ | ٤ 4 |
Tell them this is what the Lord says: When people fall down, don't they get up again? When people go the wrong way, don't they turn around?
| فَلِمَاذَا ٱرْتَدَّ هَذَا ٱلشَّعْبُ فِي أُورُشَلِيمَ ٱرْتِدَادًا دَائِمًا؟ تَمَسَّكُوا بِٱلْمَكْرِ. أَبَوْا أَنْ يَرْجِعُوا. | ٥ 5 |
So why have these people of Jerusalem gone the wrong way? Why do they refuse to turn around from their repeated betrayals, holding on to all their lies?
| صَغَيْتُ وَسَمِعْتُ. بِغَيْرِ ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمِ يَتَكَلَّمُونَ. لَيْسَ أَحَدٌ يَتُوبُ عَنْ شَرِّهِ قَائِلًا: مَاذَا عَمِلْتُ؟ كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ رَجَعَ إِلَى مَسْرَاهُ كَفَرَسٍ ثَائِرٍ فِي ٱلْحَرْبِ. | ٦ 6 |
I've heard exactly what they said, but they don't tell the truth. No one is sorry for doing wrong, asking, “What have I done?” Everyone chooses their own way, like a horse charging into battle.
| بَلِ ٱللَّقْلَقُ فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ يَعْرِفُ مِيعَادَهُ، وَٱلْيَمَامَةُ وَٱلسُّنُوْنَةُ ٱلْمُزَقْزِقَةُ حَفِظَتَا وَقْتَ مَجِيئِهِمَا. أَمَّا شَعْبِي فَلَمْ يَعْرِفْ قَضَاءَ ٱلرَّبِّ! | ٧ 7 |
Even storks high in the sky know when it's time to migrate. Turtledoves, swifts, and songbirds know when to fly away at the right time of the year. But my people don't know the laws of the Lord.
| كَيْفَ تَقُولُونَ: نَحْنُ حُكَمَاءُ وَشَرِيعَةُ ٱلرَّبِّ مَعَنَا؟ حَقًّا إِنَّهُ إِلَى ٱلْكَذِبِ حَوَّلَهَا قَلَمُ ٱلْكَتَبَةِ ٱلْكَاذِبُ. | ٨ 8 |
How on earth can you say, “We're wise, and we have the Law of the Lord?” Can't you see that the writings of your teachers of the Law have turned it into lies?
| خَزِيَ ٱلْحُكَمَاءُ. ٱرْتَاعُوا وَأُخِذُوا. هَا قَدْ رَفَضُوا كَلِمَةَ ٱلرَّبِّ، فَأَيَّةُ حِكْمَةٍ لَهُمْ؟ | ٩ 9 |
The wise will be shown to be foolish; they will be shocked at being caught out. Can't you see that they've rejected what the Lord says—so do they have any wisdom at all?
| لِذَلِكَ أُعْطِي نِسَاءَهُمْ لِآخَرِينَ، وَحُقُولَهُمْ لِمَالِكِينَ، لِأَنَّهُمْ مِنَ ٱلصَّغِيرِ إِلَى ٱلْكَبِيرِ، كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ مُولَعٌ بِٱلرِّبْحِ. مِنَ ٱلنَّبِيِّ إِلَى ٱلْكَاهِنِ، كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ يَعْمَلُ بِٱلْكَذِبِ. | ١٠ 10 |
I'm going to give their wives to others, and their fields to different owners, since everyone cheats because they're greedy, poor and rich alike. Even prophets and priests—they are all dishonest liars!
| وَيَشْفُونَ كَسْرَ بِنْتِ شَعْبِي عَلَى عَثَمٍ، قَائِلِينَ: سَلَامٌ، سَلَامٌ. وَلَا سَلَامَ. | ١١ 11 |
They give my wounded people first aid, but they don't really care about them. They tell them, “Don't worry! We have peace!” even as war approaches.
| هَلْ خَزُوا لِأَنَّهُمْ عَمِلُوا رِجْسًا؟ بَلْ لَمْ يَخْزَوْا خِزْيًا، وَلَمْ يَعْرِفُوا ٱلْخَجَلَ! لِذَلِكَ يَسْقُطُونَ بَيْنَ ٱلسَّاقِطِينَ. فِي وَقْتِ مُعَاقَبَتِهِمْ يَعْثُرُونَ، قَالَ ٱلرَّبُّ. | ١٢ 12 |
Are they ashamed of the disgusting things they did? No, they're not ashamed at all, they can't even blush. So they will fall just like the others, when I punish them; they will drop down dead, says the Lord.
| «نَزْعًا أَنْزِعُهُمْ، يَقُولُ ٱلرَّبُّ. لَا عِنَبَ فِي ٱلْجَفْنَةِ، وَلَا تِينَ فِي ٱلتِّينَةِ، وَٱلْوَرَقُ ذَبُلَ، وَأُعْطِيهِمْ مَا يَزُولُ عَنْهُمْ». | ١٣ 13 |
I'm going to destroy them, declares the Lord. There will be no grapes left on the vines, no figs on the trees—even the leaves will wither. They will lose whatever I gave them.
| لِمَاذَا نَحْنُ جُلُوسٌ؟ اِجْتَمِعُوا فَلْنَدْخُلْ إِلَى ٱلْمُدُنِ ٱلْحَصِينَةِ وَنَصْمُتْ هُنَاكَ. لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ إِلَهَنَا قَدْ أَصْمَتَنَا وَأَسْقَانَا مَاءَ ٱلْعَلْقَمِ، لِأَنَّنَا قَدْ أَخْطَأْنَا إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ. | ١٤ 14 |
The people say, “Why are we sitting around here? Let's get together and run to the fortified towns. We can die there, for the Lord our God is killing us by giving us poisoned water to drink, because we sinned against him.
| اِنْتَظَرْنَا ٱلسَّلَامَ وَلَمْ يَكُنْ خَيْرٌ، وَزَمَانَ ٱلشِّفَاءِ وَإِذَا رُعْبٌ. | ١٥ 15 |
We hoped for peace, but instead nothing good has come; we hoped for a time of healing, but instead there was only sudden terror.”
| مِنْ دَانَ سُمِعَتْ حَمْحَمَةُ خَيْلِهِ. عِنْدَ صَوْتِ صَهِيلِ جِيَادِهِ ٱرْتَجَفَتْ كُلُّ ٱلْأَرْضِ. فَأَتَوْا وَأَكَلُوا ٱلْأَرْضَ وَمِلْأَهَا، ٱلْمَدِينَةَ وَٱلسَّاكِنِينَ فِيهَا. | ١٦ 16 |
The snorting of enemy horses can be heard from Dan. The whole country shakes in fear at the sound of the neighing of these strong stallions, They have come to destroy the country and everything in it; Jerusalem and everyone who lives there.
| «لِأَنِّي هَأَنَذَا مُرْسِلٌ عَلَيْكُمْ حَيَّاتٍ، أَفَاعِيَ لَا تُرْقَى، فَتَلْدَغُكُمْ، يَقُولُ ٱلرَّبُّ». | ١٧ 17 |
Watch out! I'm sending snakes among you, vipers that can't be charmed. They will come and bite you, declares the Lord.
| مَنْ مُفَرِّجٌ عَنِّي ٱلْحُزْنَ؟ قَلْبِي فِيَّ سَقِيمٌ. | ١٨ 18 |
Nothing comforts me in my suffering; I feel terrible inside.
| هُوَذَا صَوْتُ ٱسْتِغَاثَةِ بِنْتِ شَعْبِي مِنْ أَرْضٍ بَعِيدَةٍ: «أَلَعَلَّ ٱلرَّبَّ لَيْسَ فِي صِهْيَوْنَ، أَوْ مَلِكَهَا لَيْسَ فِيهَا؟» «لِمَاذَا أَغَاظُونِي بِمَنْحُوتَاتِهِمْ، بِأَبَاطِيلَ غَرِيبَةٍ؟» | ١٩ 19 |
Listen to my people crying out for help from a distant land, asking “Isn't the Lord present in Zion anymore? Has her King left?” Why have they made me angry, worshiping their carved images and their useless foreign idols?
| «مَضَى ٱلْحَصَادُ، ٱنْتَهَى ٱلصَّيْفُ، وَنَحْنُ لَمْ نَخْلُصْ!» | ٢٠ 20 |
“The harvest is over, the summer is finished, but we're not saved,” say the people.
| مِنْ أَجْلِ سَحْقِ بِنْتِ شَعْبِي ٱنْسَحَقْتُ. حَزِنْتُ. أَخَذَتْنِي دَهْشَةٌ. | ٢١ 21 |
I'm crushed by the injuries suffered by my people; I mourn for them. I'm horrified at what's happened!
| أَلَيْسَ بَلَسَانٌ فِي جِلْعَادَ، أَمْ لَيْسَ هُنَاكَ طَبِيبٌ؟ فَلِمَاذَا لَمْ تُعْصَبْ بِنْتُ شَعْبِي؟ | ٢٢ 22 |
Isn't there any ointment from Gilead to help heal them? Aren't there any doctors there? So why haven't my people been healed from their wounds?
