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بَعْدَ هَذَا فَتَحَ أَيُّوبُ فَاهُ وَسَبَّ يَوْمَهُ، | ١ 1 |
After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
وَأَخَذَ أَيُّوبُ يَتَكَلَّمُ فَقَالَ: | ٢ 2 |
Job answered:
«لَيْتَهُ هَلَكَ ٱلْيَوْمُ ٱلَّذِي وُلِدْتُ فِيهِ، وَٱللَّيْلُ ٱلَّذِي قَالَ: قَدْ حُبِلَ بِرَجُلٍ. | ٣ 3 |
"Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'A man is conceived.'
لِيَكُنْ ذَلِكَ ٱلْيَوْمُ ظَلَامًا. لَا يَعْتَنِ بِهِ ٱللهُ مِنْ فَوْقُ، وَلَا يُشْرِقْ عَلَيْهِ نَهَارٌ. | ٤ 4 |
Let that day be darkness. May God above not care about it, neither let the light shine on it.
لِيَمْلِكْهُ ٱلظَّلَامُ وَظِلُّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. لِيَحُلَّ عَلَيْهِ سَحَابٌ. لِتَرْعَبْهُ كَاسِفَاتُ ٱلنَّهَارِ. | ٥ 5 |
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let the blackness of the day terrify it.
أَمَّا ذَلِكَ ٱللَّيْلُ فَلْيُمْسِكْهُ ٱلدُّجَى، وَلَا يَفْرَحْ بَيْنَ أَيَّامِ ٱلسَّنَةِ، وَلَا يَدْخُلَنَّ فِي عَدَدِ ٱلشُّهُورِ. | ٦ 6 |
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
هُوَذَا ذَلِكَ ٱللَّيْلُ لِيَكُنْ عَاقِرًا، لَا يُسْمَعْ فِيهِ هُتَافٌ. | ٧ 7 |
Look, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come in it.
لِيَلْعَنْهُ لَاعِنُو ٱلْيَوْمِ ٱلْمُسْتَعِدُّونَ لِإِيقَاظِ ٱلتِّنِّينِ. | ٨ 8 |
Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
لِتُظْلِمْ نُجُومُ عِشَائِهِ. لِيَنْتَظِرِ ٱلنُّورَ وَلَا يَكُنْ، وَلَا يَرَ هُدُبَ ٱلصُّبْحِ، | ٩ 9 |
Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
لِأَنَّهُ لَمْ يُغْلِقْ أَبْوَابَ بَطْنِ أُمِّي، وَلَمْ يَسْتُرِ ٱلشَّقَاوَةَ عَنْ عَيْنَيَّ. | ١٠ 10 |
because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
لِمَ لَمْ أَمُتْ مِنَ ٱلرَّحِمِ؟ عِنْدَمَا خَرَجْتُ مِنَ ٱلْبَطْنِ، لِمَ لَمْ أُسْلِمِ ٱلرُّوحَ؟ | ١١ 11 |
"Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
لِمَاذَا أَعَانَتْنِي ٱلرُّكَبُ، وَلِمَ ٱلثُّدِيُّ حَتَّى أَرْضَعَ؟ | ١٢ 12 |
Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?
لِأَنِّي قَدْ كُنْتُ ٱلْآنَ مُضْطَجِعًا سَاكِنًا. حِينَئِذٍ كُنْتُ نِمْتُ مُسْتَرِيحًا | ١٣ 13 |
For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
مَعَ مُلُوكٍ وَمُشِيرِي ٱلْأَرْضِ، ٱلَّذِينَ بَنَوْا أَهْرَامًا لِأَنْفُسِهِمْ، | ١٤ 14 |
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
أَوْ مَعَ رُؤَسَاءَ لَهُمْ ذَهَبٌ، ٱلْمَالِئِينَ بُيُوتَهُمْ فِضَّةً، | ١٥ 15 |
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
أَوْ كَسِقْطٍ مَطْمُورٍ فَلَمْ أَكُنْ، كَأَجِنَّةٍ لَمْ يَرَوْا نُورًا. | ١٦ 16 |
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
هُنَاكَ يَكُفُّ ٱلْمُنَافِقُونَ عَنِ ٱلشَّغْبِ، وَهُنَاكَ يَسْتَرِيحُ ٱلْمُتْعَبُونَ. | ١٧ 17 |
There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
ٱلْأَسْرَى يَطْمَئِنُّونَ جَمِيعًا، لَا يَسْمَعُونَ صَوْتَ ٱلْمُسَخِّرِ. | ١٨ 18 |
There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
ٱلصَّغِيرُ كَمَا ٱلْكَبِيرُ هُنَاكَ، وَٱلْعَبْدُ حُرٌّ مِنْ سَيِّدِهِ. | ١٩ 19 |
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
«لِمَ يُعْطَى لِشَقِيٍّ نُورٌ، وَحَيَاةٌ لِمُرِّي ٱلنَّفْسِ؟ | ٢٠ 20 |
"Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
ٱلَّذِينَ يَنْتَظِرُونَ ٱلْمَوْتَ وَلَيْسَ هُوَ، وَيَحْفُرُونَ عَلَيْهِ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ ٱلْكُنُوزِ، | ٢١ 21 |
Who long for death, but it doesn't come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
ٱلْمَسْرُورِينَ إِلَى أَنْ يَبْتَهِجُوا، ٱلْفَرِحِينَ عِنْدَمَا يَجِدُونَ قَبْرًا! | ٢٢ 22 |
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
لِرَجُلٍ قَدْ خَفِيَ عَلَيْهِ طَرِيقُهُ، وَقَدْ سَيَّجَ ٱللهُ حَوْلَهُ. | ٢٣ 23 |
Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, whom God has hedged in?
لِأَنَّهُ مِثْلَ خُبْزِي يَأْتِي أَنِينِي، وَمِثْلَ ٱلْمِيَاهِ تَنْسَكِبُ زَفْرَتِي، | ٢٤ 24 |
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
لِأَنِّي ٱرْتِعَابًا ٱرْتَعَبْتُ فَأَتَانِي، وَٱلَّذِي فَزِعْتُ مِنْهُ جَاءَ عَلَيَّ. | ٢٥ 25 |
For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
لَمْ أَطْمَئِنَّ وَلَمْ أَسْكُنْ وَلَمْ أَسْتَرِحْ، وَقَدْ جَاءَ ٱلرُّجْزُ». | ٢٦ 26 |
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."