< أَيُّوبَ 10 >
«قَدْ كَرِهَتْ نَفْسِي حَيَاتِي. أُسَيِّبُ شَكْوَايَ. أَتَكَلَّمُ فِي مَرَارَةِ نَفْسِي | ١ 1 |
“I loathe my own life; I will express my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul.
قَائِلًا لِلهِ: لَا تَسْتَذْنِبْنِي. فَهِّمْنِي لِمَاذَا تُخَاصِمُنِي! | ٢ 2 |
I will say to God: Do not condemn me! Let me know why You prosecute me.
أَحَسَنٌ عِنْدَكَ أَنْ تَظْلِمَ، أَنْ تُرْذِلَ عَمَلَ يَدَيْكَ، وَتُشْرِقَ عَلَى مَشُورَةِ ٱلْأَشْرَارِ؟ | ٣ 3 |
Does it please You to oppress me, to reject the work of Your hands and favor the schemes of the wicked?
أَلَكَ عَيْنَا بَشَرٍ، أَمْ كَنَظَرِ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ تَنْظُرُ؟ | ٤ 4 |
Do You have eyes of flesh? Do You see as man sees?
أَأَيَّامُكَ كَأَيَّامِ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ، أَمْ سِنُوكَ كَأَيَّامِ ٱلرَّجُلِ، | ٥ 5 |
Are Your days like those of a mortal, or Your years like those of a man,
حَتَّى تَبْحَثَ عَنْ إِثْمِي وَتُفَتِّشَ عَلَى خَطِيَّتِي؟ | ٦ 6 |
that You should seek my iniquity and search out my sin—
فِي عِلْمِكَ أَنِّي لَسْتُ مُذْنِبًا، وَلَا مُنْقِذَ مِنْ يَدِكَ. | ٧ 7 |
though You know that I am not guilty, and there is no deliverance from Your hand?
«يَدَاكَ كَوَّنَتَانِي وَصَنَعَتَانِي كُلِّي جَمِيعًا، أَفَتَبْتَلِعُنِي؟ | ٨ 8 |
Your hands shaped me and altogether formed me. Would You now turn and destroy me?
اُذْكُرْ أَنَّكَ جَبَلْتَنِي كَٱلطِّينِ، أَفَتُعِيدُنِي إِلَى ٱلتُّرَابِ؟ | ٩ 9 |
Please remember that You molded me like clay. Would You now return me to dust?
أَلَمْ تَصُبَّنِي كَٱللَّبَنِ، وَخَثَّرْتَنِي كَٱلْجُبْنِ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
Did You not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese?
كَسَوْتَنِي جِلْدًا وَلَحْمًا، فَنَسَجْتَنِي بِعِظَامٍ وَعَصَبٍ. | ١١ 11 |
You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
مَنَحْتَنِي حَيَاةً وَرَحْمَةً، وَحَفِظَتْ عِنَايَتُكَ رُوحِي. | ١٢ 12 |
You have granted me life and loving devotion, and Your care has preserved my spirit.
لَكِنَّكَ كَتَمْتَ هَذِهِ فِي قَلْبِكَ. عَلِمْتُ أَنَّ هَذَا عِنْدَكَ: | ١٣ 13 |
Yet You concealed these things in Your heart, and I know that this was in Your mind:
إِنْ أَخْطَأْتُ تُلَاحِظُنِي وَلَا تُبْرِئُنِي مِنْ إِثْمِي. | ١٤ 14 |
If I sinned, You would take note, and would not acquit me of my iniquity.
إِنْ أَذْنَبْتُ فَوَيْلٌ لِي، وَإِنْ تَبَرَّرْتُ لَا أَرْفَعُ رَأْسِي. إِنِّي شَبْعَانُ هَوَانًا وَنَاظِرٌ مَذَلَّتِي. | ١٥ 15 |
If I am guilty, woe to me! And even if I am righteous, I cannot lift my head. I am full of shame and aware of my affliction.
وَإِنِ ٱرْتَفَعْتُ تَصْطَادُنِي كَأَسَدٍ، ثُمَّ تَعُودُ وَتَتَجَبَّرُ عَلَيَّ. | ١٦ 16 |
Should I hold my head high, You would hunt me like a lion, and again display Your power against me.
تُجَدِّدُ شُهُودَكَ تُجَاهِي، وَتَزِيدُ غَضَبَكَ عَلَيَّ. نُوبٌ وَجَيْشٌ ضِدِّي. | ١٧ 17 |
You produce new witnesses against me and multiply Your anger toward me. Hardships assault me in wave after wave.
«فَلِمَاذَا أَخْرَجْتَنِي مِنَ ٱلرَّحِمِ؟ كُنْتُ قَدْ أَسْلَمْتُ ٱلرُّوحَ وَلَمْ تَرَنِي عَيْنٌ! | ١٨ 18 |
Why then did You bring me from the womb? Oh, that I had died, and no eye had seen me!
فَكُنْتُ كَأَنِّي لَمْ أَكُنْ، فَأُقَادَ مِنَ ٱلرَّحِمِ إِلَى ٱلْقَبْرِ. | ١٩ 19 |
If only I had never come to be, but had been carried from the womb to the grave.
أَلَيْسَتْ أَيَّامِي قَلِيلَةً؟ ٱتْرُكْ! كُفَّ عَنِّي فَأَتَبَلَّجَ قَلِيلًا، | ٢٠ 20 |
Are my days not few? Withdraw from me, that I may have a little comfort,
قَبْلَ أَنْ أَذْهَبَ وَلَا أَعُودَ. إِلَى أَرْضِ ظُلْمَةٍ وَظِلِّ ٱلْمَوْتِ، | ٢١ 21 |
before I go—never to return— to a land of darkness and gloom,
أَرْضِ ظَلَامٍ مِثْلِ دُجَى ظِلِّ ٱلْمَوْتِ وَبِلَا تَرْتِيبٍ، وَإِشْرَاقُهَا كَٱلدُّجَى». | ٢٢ 22 |
to a land of utter darkness, of deep shadow and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”