< أَيُّوبَ 16 >
فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
And Job answers and says:
«قَدْ سَمِعْتُ كَثِيرًا مِثْلَ هَذَا. مُعَزُّونَ مُتْعِبُونَ كُلُّكُمْ! | ٢ 2 |
“I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters [are] you all.
هَلْ مِنْ نِهَايَةٍ لِكَلَامٍ فَارِغٍ؟ أَوْ مَاذَا يُهَيِّجُكَ حَتَّى تُجَاوِبَ؟ | ٣ 3 |
Is there an end to words of wind? Or what emboldens you that you answer?
أَنَا أَيْضًا أَسْتَطِيعُ أَنْ أَتَكَلَّمَ مِثْلَكُمْ، لَوْ كَانَتْ أَنْفُسُكُمْ مَكَانَ نَفْسِي، وَأَنْ أَسْرُدَ عَلَيْكُمْ أَقْوَالًا وَأُنْغِضَ رَأْسِي إِلَيْكُمْ. | ٤ 4 |
I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul’s stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
بَلْ كُنْتُ أُشَدِّدُكُمْ بِفَمِي، وَتَعْزِيَةُ شَفَتَيَّ تُمْسِكُكُمْ. | ٥ 5 |
I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
«إِنْ تَكَلَّمْتُ لَمْ تَمْتَنِعْ كَآبَتِي، وَإِنْ سَكَتُّ فَمَاذَا يَذْهَبُ عَنِّي؟ | ٦ 6 |
If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease—what goes from me?
إِنَّهُ ٱلْآنَ ضَجَّرَنِي. خَرَّبْتَ كُلَّ جَمَاعَتِي. | ٧ 7 |
Only, now, it has wearied me; You have desolated all my company,
قَبَضْتَ عَلَيَّ. وُجِدَ شَاهِدٌ. قَامَ عَلَيَّ هُزَالِي يُجَاوِبُ فِي وَجْهِي. | ٨ 8 |
And You loathe me, For it has been a witness, And my failure rises up against me, It testifies in my face.
غَضَبُهُ ٱفْتَرَسَنِي وَٱضْطَهَدَنِي. حَرَقَ عَلَيَّ أَسْنَانَهُ. عَدُوِّي يُحَدِّدُ عَيْنَيْهِ عَلَيَّ. | ٩ 9 |
His anger has torn, and He hates me, He has gnashed at me with His teeth, My adversary sharpens His eyes for me.
فَغَرُوا عَلَيَّ أَفْوَاهَهُمْ. لَطَمُونِي عَلَى فَكِّي تَعْيِيرًا. تَعَاوَنُوا عَلَيَّ جَمِيعًا. | ١٠ 10 |
They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have struck my cheeks, Together they set themselves against me.
دَفَعَنِيَ ٱللهُ إِلَى ٱلظَّالِمِ، وَفِي أَيْدِي ٱلْأَشْرَارِ طَرَحَنِي. | ١١ 11 |
God shuts me up to the perverse, And turns me over to the hands of the wicked.
كُنْتُ مُسْتَرِيحًا فَزَعْزَعَنِي، وَأَمْسَكَ بِقَفَايَ فَحَطَّمَنِي، وَنَصَبَنِي لَهُ غَرَضًا. | ١٢ 12 |
I have been at ease, and He breaks me, And He has laid hold on my neck, And He breaks me in pieces, And He raises me to Him for a mark.
أَحَاطَتْ بِي رُمَاتُهُ. شَقَّ كُلْيَتَيَّ وَلَمْ يُشْفِقْ. سَفَكَ مَرَارَتِي عَلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ١٣ 13 |
His archers go around against me. He split my reins, and does not spare, He pours out my gall to the earth.
يَقْتَحِمُنِي ٱقْتِحَامًا عَلَى ٱقْتِحَامٍ. يَعْدُو عَلَيَّ كَجَبَّارٍ. | ١٤ 14 |
He breaks me—breach on breach, He runs on me as a mighty one.
خِطْتُ مِسْحًا عَلَى جِلْدِي، وَدَسَسْتُ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ قَرْنِي. | ١٥ 15 |
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have rolled my horn in the dust.
اِحْمَرَّ وَجْهِي مِنَ ٱلْبُكَاءِ، وَعَلَى هُدْبِي ظِلُّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. | ١٦ 16 |
My face is foul with weeping, And on my eyelids [is] death-shade.
مَعَ أَنَّهُ لَا ظُلْمَ فِي يَدِي، وَصَلَاتِي خَالِصَةٌ. | ١٧ 17 |
Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer [is] pure.
«يَا أَرْضُ لَا تُغَطِّي دَمِي، وَلَا يَكُنْ مَكَانٌ لِصُرَاخِي. | ١٨ 18 |
O earth, do not cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
أَيْضًا ٱلْآنَ هُوَذَا فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ شَهِيدِي، وَشَاهِدِي فِي ٱلْأَعَالِي. | ١٩ 19 |
Also, now, behold, my witness [is] in the heavens, And my testifier in the high places.
ٱلْمُسْتَهْزِئُونَ بِي هُمْ أَصْحَابِي. لِلهِ تَقْطُرُ عَيْنِي | ٢٠ 20 |
My interpreter [is] my friend, My eye has dropped to God;
لِكَيْ يُحَاكِمَ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ عِنْدَ ٱللهِ كَٱبْنِ آدَمَ لَدَى صَاحِبِهِ. | ٢١ 21 |
And He reasons for a man with God, As a son of man for his friend.
إِذَا مَضَتْ سِنُونَ قَلِيلَةٌ أَسْلُكُ فِي طَرِيقٍ لَا أَعُودُ مِنْهَا. | ٢٢ 22 |
When a few years come, Then I go [on] the path of no return.”