< أَيُّوبَ 26 >
فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
Then Job answered and said:
«كَيْفَ أَعَنْتَ مَنْ لَا قُوَّةَ لَهُ، وَخَلَّصْتَ ذِرَاعًا لَا عِزَّ لَهَا؟ | ٢ 2 |
How hast thou helped the weak, And strengthened the feeble arm!
كَيْفَ أَشَرْتَ عَلَى مَنْ لَا حِكْمَةَ لَهُ، وَأَظْهَرْتَ ٱلْفَهْمَ بِكَثْرَةٍ؟ | ٣ 3 |
How hast thou counselled the ignorant, And revealed wisdom in fulness!
لِمَنْ أَعْلَنْتَ أَقْوَالًا، وَنَسَمَةُ مَنْ خَرَجَتْ مِنْكَ؟ | ٤ 4 |
For whom hast thou uttered these words? And whose spirit spake through thee?
«اَلْأَخْيِلَةُ تَرْتَعِدُ مِنْ تَحْتِ ٱلْمِيَاهِ وَسُكَّانِهَا. | ٥ 5 |
Before Him the shades tremble Beneath the waters and their inhabitants.
ٱلْهَاوِيَةُ عُرْيَانَةٌ قُدَّامَهُ، وَٱلْهَلَاكُ لَيْسَ لَهُ غِطَاءٌ. (Sheol ) | ٦ 6 |
The under-world is naked before him, And destruction is without covering. (Sheol )
يَمُدُّ ٱلشَّمَالَ عَلَى ٱلْخَلَاءِ، وَيُعَلِّقُ ٱلْأَرْضَ عَلَى لَا شَيْءٍ. | ٧ 7 |
He stretcheth out the north over empty space, And hangeth the earth upon nothing.
يَصُرُّ ٱلْمِيَاهَ فِي سُحُبِهِ فَلَا يَتَمَزَّقُ ٱلْغَيْمُ تَحْتَهَا. | ٨ 8 |
He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds, And the cloud is not rent under them.
يَحْجُبُ وَجْهَ كُرْسِيِّهِ بَاسِطًا عَلَيْهِ سَحَابَهُ. | ٩ 9 |
He covereth the face of his throne, And spreadeth his clouds upon it.
رَسَمَ حَدًّا عَلَى وَجْهِ ٱلْمِيَاهِ عِنْدَ ٱتِّصَالِ ٱلنُّورِ بِٱلظُّلْمَةِ. | ١٠ 10 |
He hath drawn a circular bound upon the waters, To the confines of light and darkness.
أَعْمِدَةُ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ تَرْتَعِدُ وَتَرْتَاعُ مِنْ زَجْرِهِ. | ١١ 11 |
The pillars of heaven tremble And are confounded at his rebuke.
بِقُوَّتِهِ يُزْعِجُ ٱلْبَحْرَ، وَبِفَهْمِهِ يَسْحَقُ رَهَبَ. | ١٢ 12 |
By his power he stilleth the sea, Yea, by his wisdom he smiteth its pride.
بِنَفْخَتِهِ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتُ مُسْفِرَةٌ وَيَدَاهُ أَبْدَأَتَا ٱلْحَيَّةَ ٱلْهَارِبَةَ. | ١٣ 13 |
By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; His hand hath formed the fleeing Serpent.
هَا هَذِهِ أَطْرَافُ طُرُقِهِ، وَمَا أَخْفَضَ ٱلْكَلَامَ ٱلَّذِي نَسْمَعُهُ مِنْهُ وَأَمَّا رَعْدُ جَبَرُوتِهِ فَمَنْ يَفْهَمُ؟». | ١٤ 14 |
Lo! these are but the borders of his works; How faint the whisper we have heard of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?