< أَيُّوبَ 27 >
وَعَادَ أَيُّوبُ يَنْطِقُ بِمَثَلِهِ فَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
And Job adds to lift up his allegory and says:
«حَيٌّ هُوَ ٱللهُ ٱلَّذِي نَزَعَ حَقِّي، وَٱلْقَدِيرُ ٱلَّذِي أَمَرَّ نَفْسِي، | ٢ 2 |
“God lives! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty—He made my soul bitter.
إِنَّهُ مَا دَامَتْ نَسَمَتِي فِيَّ، وَنَفْخَةُ ٱللهِ فِي أَنْفِي، | ٣ 3 |
For all the while my breath [is] in me, And the wind of God in my nostrils.
لَنْ تَتَكَلَّمَ شَفَتَايَ إِثْمًا، وَلَا يَلْفِظَ لِسَانِي بِغِشٍّ. | ٤ 4 |
My lips do not speak perverseness, And my tongue does not utter deceit.
حَاشَا لِي أَنْ أُبَرِّرَكُمْ! حَتَّى أُسْلِمَ ٱلرُّوحَ لَا أَعْزِلُ كَمَالِي عَنِّي. | ٥ 5 |
Defilement to me—if I justify you, Until I expire I do not turn aside my integrity from me.
تَمَسَّكْتُ بِبِرِّي وَلَا أَرْخِيهِ. قَلْبِي لَا يُعَيِّرُ يَوْمًا مِنْ أَيَّامِي. | ٦ 6 |
On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart does not reproach me while I live.
لِيَكُنْ عَدُوِّي كَٱلشِّرِّيرِ، وَمُعَانِدِي كَفَاعِلِ ٱلشَّرِّ. | ٧ 7 |
My enemy is as the wicked, And my withstander as the perverse.
لِأَنَّهُ مَا هُوَ رَجَاءُ ٱلْفَاجِرِ عِنْدَمَا يَقْطَعُهُ، عِنْدَمَا يَسْلُبُ ٱللهُ نَفْسَهُ؟ | ٨ 8 |
For what [is] the hope of the profane, When He cuts off? When God casts off his soul?
أَفَيَسْمَعُ ٱللهُ صُرَاخَهُ إِذَا جَاءَ عَلَيْهِ ضِيقٌ؟ | ٩ 9 |
[Does] God hear his cry, When distress comes on him?
أَمْ يَتَلَذَّذُ بِٱلْقَدِيرِ؟ هَلْ يَدْعُو ٱللهَ فِي كُلِّ حِينٍ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
Does he delight himself on the Mighty? Call God at all times?
«إِنِّي أُعَلِّمُكُمْ بِيَدِ ٱللهِ. لَا أَكْتُمُ مَا هُوَ عِنْدَ ٱلْقَدِيرِ. | ١١ 11 |
I show you by the hand of God, That which [is] with the Mighty I do not hide.
هَا أَنْتُمْ كُلُّكُمْ قَدْ رَأَيْتُمْ، فَلِمَاذَا تَتَبَطَّلُونَ تَبَطُّلًا؟ قَائِلِينَ: | ١٢ 12 |
Behold, you—all of you—have seen, And why [is] this—you are altogether vain?
هَذَا نَصِيبُ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ مِنْ عِنْدِ ٱللهِ، وَمِيرَاثُ ٱلْعُتَاةِ ٱلَّذِي يَنَالُونَهُ مِنَ ٱلْقَدِيرِ. | ١٣ 13 |
This [is] the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones They receive from the Mighty.
إِنْ كَثُرَ بَنُوهُ فَلِلسَّيْفِ، وَذُرِّيَّتُهُ لَا تَشْبَعُ خُبْزًا. | ١٤ 14 |
If his sons multiply—a sword [is] for them. And his offspring [are] not satisfied [with] bread.
بَقِيَّتُهُ تُدْفَنُ بِٱلْمَوْتَانِ، وَأَرَامِلُهُ لَا تَبْكِي. | ١٥ 15 |
His remnant are buried in death, And his widows do not weep.
إِنْ كَنَزَ فِضَّةً كَٱلتُّرَابِ، وَأَعَدَّ مَلَابِسَ كَٱلطِّينِ، | ١٦ 16 |
If he heaps up silver as dust, And prepares clothing as clay,
فَهُوَ يُعِدُّ وَٱلْبَارُّ يَلْبَسُهُ، وَٱلْبَرِئُ يَقْسِمُ ٱلْفِضَّةَ. | ١٧ 17 |
He prepares—and the righteous puts [it] on, And the innocent apportions the silver.
يَبْنِي بَيْتَهُ كَٱلْعُثِّ، أَوْ كَمَظَلَّةٍ صَنَعَهَا ٱلنَّاطُورُ. | ١٨ 18 |
He has built his house as a moth, And as a shelter a watchman has made.
يَضْطَجِعُ غَنِيًّا وَلَكِنَّهُ لَا يُضَمُّ. يَفْتَحُ عَيْنَيْهِ وَلَا يَكُونُ. | ١٩ 19 |
He lies down rich, and he is not gathered, He has opened his eyes, and he is not.
ٱلْأَهْوَالُ تُدْرِكُهُ كَٱلْمِيَاهِ. لَيْلًا تَخْتَطِفُهُ ٱلزَّوْبَعَةُ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Terrors overtake him as waters, By night a whirlwind has stolen him away.
تَحْمِلُهُ ٱلشَّرْقِيَّةُ فَيَذْهَبُ، وَتَجْرُفُهُ مِنْ مَكَانِهِ. | ٢١ 21 |
An east wind takes him up, and he goes, And it frightens him from his place,
يُلْقِي ٱللهُ عَلَيْهِ وَلَا يُشْفِقُ. مِنْ يَدِهِ يَهْرُبُ هَرَبًا. | ٢٢ 22 |
And it casts at him, and does not spare, He diligently flees from its hand.
يَصْفِقُونَ عَلَيْهِ بِأَيْدِيهِمْ، وَيَصْفِرُونَ عَلَيْهِ مِنْ مَكَانِهِ. | ٢٣ 23 |
It claps its hands at him, And it hisses at him from his place.”