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فَأجَابَ أَلِيفَازُ ٱلتَّيمَانِيُّ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
And Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
«إِنِ ٱمْتَحَنَ أَحَدٌ كَلِمَةً مَعَكَ، فَهَلْ تَسْتَاءُ؟ وَلَكِنْ مَنْ يَسْتَطِيعُ ٱلِٱمْتِنَاعَ عَنِ ٱلْكَلَامِ؟ | ٢ 2 |
If a word were essayed to thee, wouldest thou be grieved? But who can refrain from speaking?
هَا أَنْتَ قَدْ أَرْشَدْتَ كَثِيرِينَ، وَشَدَّدْتَ أَيَادِيَ مُرْتَخِيَةً. | ٣ 3 |
Behold, thou hast instructed many, and thou hast strengthened the weak hands;
قَدْ أَقَامَ كَلَامُكَ ٱلْعَاثِرَ، وَثَبَّتَّ ٱلرُّكَبَ ٱلْمُرْتَعِشَةَ! | ٤ 4 |
Thy words have upholden him that was stumbling, and thou hast braced up the bending knees:
وَٱلْآنَ إِذْ جَاءَ عَلَيْكَ ضَجِرْتَ، إِذْ مَسَّكَ ٱرْتَعْتَ. | ٥ 5 |
But now it is come upon thee, and thou grievest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
أَلَيْسَتْ تَقْوَاكَ هِيَ مُعْتَمَدَكَ، وَرَجَاؤُكَ كَمَالَ طُرُقِكَ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Hath not thy piety been thy confidence, and the perfection of thy ways thy hope?
اُذْكُرْ: مَنْ هَلَكَ وَهُوَ بَرِيءٌ، وَأَيْنَ أُبِيدَ ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ؟ | ٧ 7 |
Remember, I pray thee, who that was innocent has perished? and where were the upright cut off?
كَمَا قَدْ رَأَيْتَ: أَنَّ ٱلْحَارِثِينَ إِثْمًا، وَٱلزَّارِعِينَ شَقَاوَةً يَحْصُدُونَهَا. | ٨ 8 |
Even as I have seen, they that plough iniquity and sow mischief, reap the same.
بِنَسَمَةِ ٱللهِ يَبِيدُونَ، وَبِرِيحِ أَنْفِهِ يَفْنَوْنَ. | ٩ 9 |
By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his nostrils are they consumed.
زَمْجَرَةُ ٱلْأَسَدِ وَصَوْتُ ٱلزَّئِيرِ وَأَنْيَابُ ٱلْأَشْبَالِ تَكَسَّرَتْ. | ١٠ 10 |
The roar of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken;
اَللَّيْثُ هَالِكٌ لِعَدَمِ ٱلْفَرِيسَةِ، وَأَشْبَالُ ٱللَّبْوَةِ تَبَدَّدَتْ. | ١١ 11 |
The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, and the whelps of the lioness are scattered.
«ثُمَّ إِلَيَّ تَسَلَّلَتْ كَلِمَةٌ، فَقَبِلَتْ أُذُنِي مِنْهَا رِكْزًا. | ١٢ 12 |
Now to me a word was secretly brought, and mine ear received a whisper thereof.
فِي ٱلْهَوَاجِسِ مِنْ رُؤَى ٱللَّيْلِ، عِنْدَ وُقُوعِ سُبَاتٍ عَلَى ٱلنَّاسِ، | ١٣ 13 |
In thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men: —
أَصَابَنِي رُعْبٌ وَرِعْدَةٌ، فَرَجَفَتْ كُلَّ عِظَامِي. | ١٤ 14 |
Fear came on me, and trembling, and made all my bones to shake;
فَمَرَّتْ رُوحٌ عَلَى وَجْهِي، ٱقْشَعَرَّ شَعْرُ جَسَدِي. | ١٥ 15 |
And a spirit passed before my face — the hair of my flesh stood up —
وَقَفَتْ وَلَكِنِّي لَمْ أَعْرِفْ مَنْظَرَهَا، شِبْهٌ قُدَّامَ عَيْنَيَّ. سَمِعْتُ صَوْتًا مُنْخَفِضًا: | ١٦ 16 |
It stood still; I could not discern the appearance thereof: a form was before mine eyes; I heard a slight murmur and a voice:
أَٱلْإِنْسَانُ أَبَرُّ مِنَ ٱللهِ؟ أَمِ ٱلرَّجُلُ أَطْهَرُ مِنْ خَالِقِهِ؟ | ١٧ 17 |
Shall [mortal] man be more just than God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?
هُوَذَا عَبِيدُهُ لَا يَأْتَمِنُهُمْ، وَإِلَى مَلَائِكَتِهِ يَنْسِبُ حَمَاقَةً، | ١٨ 18 |
Lo, he trusteth not his servants, and his angels he chargeth with folly:
فَكَمْ بِٱلْحَرِيِّ سُكَّانُ بُيُوتٍ مِنْ طِينٍ، ٱلَّذِينَ أَسَاسُهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ، وَيُسْحَقُونَ مِثْلَ ٱلْعُثِّ؟ | ١٩ 19 |
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!
بَيْنَ ٱلصَّبَاحِ وَٱلْمَسَاءِ يُحَطَّمُونَ. بِدُونِ مُنْتَبِهٍ إِلَيْهِمْ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ يَبِيدُونَ. | ٢٠ 20 |
From morning to evening are they smitten: without any heeding it, they perish for ever.
أَمَا ٱنْتُزِعَتْ مِنْهُمْ طُنُبُهُمْ؟ يَمُوتُونَ بِلَا حِكْمَةٍ. | ٢١ 21 |
Is not their tent-cord torn away in them? they die, and without wisdom.