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| فَأجَابَ أَلِيفَازُ ٱلتَّيمَانِيُّ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered,
| «إِنِ ٱمْتَحَنَ أَحَدٌ كَلِمَةً مَعَكَ، فَهَلْ تَسْتَاءُ؟ وَلَكِنْ مَنْ يَسْتَطِيعُ ٱلِٱمْتِنَاعَ عَنِ ٱلْكَلَامِ؟ | ٢ 2 |
“If someone ventures to talk with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?
| هَا أَنْتَ قَدْ أَرْشَدْتَ كَثِيرِينَ، وَشَدَّدْتَ أَيَادِيَ مُرْتَخِيَةً. | ٣ 3 |
Behold, you have instructed many, you have strengthened the weak hands.
| قَدْ أَقَامَ كَلَامُكَ ٱلْعَاثِرَ، وَثَبَّتَّ ٱلرُّكَبَ ٱلْمُرْتَعِشَةَ! | ٤ 4 |
Your words have supported him who was falling, you have made the feeble knees firm.
| وَٱلْآنَ إِذْ جَاءَ عَلَيْكَ ضَجِرْتَ، إِذْ مَسَّكَ ٱرْتَعْتَ. | ٥ 5 |
But now it has come to you, and you faint. It touches you, and you are troubled.
| أَلَيْسَتْ تَقْوَاكَ هِيَ مُعْتَمَدَكَ، وَرَجَاؤُكَ كَمَالَ طُرُقِكَ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Isn’t your piety your confidence? Isn’t the integrity of your ways your hope?
| اُذْكُرْ: مَنْ هَلَكَ وَهُوَ بَرِيءٌ، وَأَيْنَ أُبِيدَ ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ؟ | ٧ 7 |
“Remember, now, who ever perished, being innocent? Or where were the upright cut off?
| كَمَا قَدْ رَأَيْتَ: أَنَّ ٱلْحَارِثِينَ إِثْمًا، وَٱلزَّارِعِينَ شَقَاوَةً يَحْصُدُونَهَا. | ٨ 8 |
According to what I have seen, those who plough iniquity and sow trouble, reap the same.
| بِنَسَمَةِ ٱللهِ يَبِيدُونَ، وَبِرِيحِ أَنْفِهِ يَفْنَوْنَ. | ٩ 9 |
By the breath of God they perish. By the blast of his anger are they consumed.
| زَمْجَرَةُ ٱلْأَسَدِ وَصَوْتُ ٱلزَّئِيرِ وَأَنْيَابُ ٱلْأَشْبَالِ تَكَسَّرَتْ. | ١٠ 10 |
The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
| اَللَّيْثُ هَالِكٌ لِعَدَمِ ٱلْفَرِيسَةِ، وَأَشْبَالُ ٱللَّبْوَةِ تَبَدَّدَتْ. | ١١ 11 |
The old lion perishes for lack of prey. The cubs of the lioness are scattered abroad.
| «ثُمَّ إِلَيَّ تَسَلَّلَتْ كَلِمَةٌ، فَقَبِلَتْ أُذُنِي مِنْهَا رِكْزًا. | ١٢ 12 |
“Now a thing was secretly brought to me. My ear received a whisper of it.
| فِي ٱلْهَوَاجِسِ مِنْ رُؤَى ٱللَّيْلِ، عِنْدَ وُقُوعِ سُبَاتٍ عَلَى ٱلنَّاسِ، | ١٣ 13 |
In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,
| أَصَابَنِي رُعْبٌ وَرِعْدَةٌ، فَرَجَفَتْ كُلَّ عِظَامِي. | ١٤ 14 |
fear came on me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake.
| فَمَرَّتْ رُوحٌ عَلَى وَجْهِي، ٱقْشَعَرَّ شَعْرُ جَسَدِي. | ١٥ 15 |
Then 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, but I couldn’t discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,
| أَٱلْإِنْسَانُ أَبَرُّ مِنَ ٱللهِ؟ أَمِ ٱلرَّجُلُ أَطْهَرُ مِنْ خَالِقِهِ؟ | ١٧ 17 |
‘Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
| هُوَذَا عَبِيدُهُ لَا يَأْتَمِنُهُمْ، وَإِلَى مَلَائِكَتِهِ يَنْسِبُ حَمَاقَةً، | ١٨ 18 |
Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error.
| فَكَمْ بِٱلْحَرِيِّ سُكَّانُ بُيُوتٍ مِنْ طِينٍ، ٱلَّذِينَ أَسَاسُهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ، وَيُسْحَقُونَ مِثْلَ ٱلْعُثِّ؟ | ١٩ 19 |
How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
| بَيْنَ ٱلصَّبَاحِ وَٱلْمَسَاءِ يُحَطَّمُونَ. بِدُونِ مُنْتَبِهٍ إِلَيْهِمْ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ يَبِيدُونَ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.
| أَمَا ٱنْتُزِعَتْ مِنْهُمْ طُنُبُهُمْ؟ يَمُوتُونَ بِلَا حِكْمَةٍ. | ٢١ 21 |
Isn’t their tent cord plucked up within them? They die, and that without wisdom.’
