أَيُّوبَ 40

١ 1 فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ فَقَالَ:

And the LORD said to Job:

٢ 2 «هَلْ يُخَاصِمُ ٱلْقَدِيرَ مُوَبِّخُهُ، أَمِ ٱلْمُحَاجُّ ٱللهَ يُجَاوِبُهُ؟».

“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”

٣ 3 فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ ٱلرَّبَّ وَقَالَ:

Then Job answered the LORD:

٤ 4 «هَا أَنَا حَقِيرٌ، فَمَاذَا أُجَاوِبُكَ؟ وَضَعْتُ يَدِي عَلَى فَمِي.

“Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.

٥ 5 مَرَّةً تَكَلَّمْتُ فَلَا أُجِيبُ، وَمَرَّتَيْنِ فَلَا أَزِيدُ».

I have spoken once, but I have no answer— twice, but I have nothing to add.”

٦ 6 فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ مِنَ ٱلْعَاصِفَةِ فَقَالَ:

Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:

٧ 7 «ٱلْآنَ شُدَّ حَقْوَيْكَ كَرَجُلٍ. أَسْأَلُكَ فَتُعْلِمُنِي.

“Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.

٨ 8 لَعَلَّكَ تُنَاقِضُ حُكْمِي، تَسْتَذْنِبُنِي لِكَيْ تَتَبَرَّرَ أَنْتَ؟

Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?

٩ 9 هَلْ لَكَ ذِرَاعٌ كَمَا لِلهِ، وَبِصَوْتٍ مِثْلِ صَوْتِهِ تُرْعِدُ؟

Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?

١٠ 10 تَزَيَّنِ ٱلْآنَ بِٱلْجَلَالِ وَٱلْعِزِّ، وَٱلْبَسِ ٱلْمَجْدَ وَٱلْبَهَاءَ.

Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.

١١ 11 فَرِّقْ فَيْضَ غَضَبِكَ، وَٱنْظُرْ كُلَّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَٱخْفِضْهُ.

Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.

١٢ 12 اُنْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَذَلِّلْهُ، وَدُسِ ٱلْأَشْرَارَ فِي مَكَانِهِمِ.

Look on every proud man and humble him; trample the wicked where they stand.

١٣ 13 ٱطْمِرْهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ مَعًا، وَٱحْبِسْ وُجُوهَهُمْ فِي ٱلظَّلَامِ.

Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.

١٤ 14 فَأَنَا أَيْضًا أَحْمَدُكَ لِأَنَّ يَمِينَكَ تُخَلِّصُكَ.

Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.

١٥ 15 «هُوَذَا بَهِيمُوثُ ٱلَّذِي صَنَعْتُهُ مَعَكَ يَأْكُلُ ٱلْعُشْبَ مِثْلَ ٱلْبَقَرِ.

Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.

١٦ 16 هَا هِيَ قُوَّتُهُ فِي مَتْنَيْهِ، وَشِدَّتُهُ فِي عَضَلِ بَطْنِهِ.

See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.

١٧ 17 يَخْفِضُ ذَنَبَهُ كَأَرْزَةٍ. عُرُوقُ فَخِذَيْهِ مَضْفُورَةٌ.

His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.

١٨ 18 عِظَامُهُ أَنَابِيبُ نُحَاسٍ، جِرْمُهَا حَدِيدٌ مَمْطُولٌ.

His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.

١٩ 19 هُوَ أَوَّلُ أَعْمَالِ ٱللهِ. ٱلَّذِي صَنَعَهُ أَعْطَاهُ سَيْفَهُ.

He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.

٢٠ 20 لِأَنَّ ٱلْجِبَالَ تُخْرِجُ لَهُ مَرْعًى، وَجَمِيعَ وُحُوشِ ٱلْبَرِّ تَلْعَبُ هُنَاكَ.

The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.

٢١ 21 تَحْتَ ٱلسِّدْرَاتِ يَضْطَجِعُ فِي سِتْرِ ٱلْقَصَبِ وَٱلْغَمِقَةِ.

He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.

٢٢ 22 تُظَلِّلُهُ ٱلسِّدْرَاتُ بِظِلِّهَا. يُحِيطُ بِهِ صَفْصَافُ ٱلسَّوَاقِي.

The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.

٢٣ 23 هُوَذَا ٱلنَّهْرُ يَفِيضُ فَلَا يَفِرُّ هُوَ. يَطْمَئِنُّ وَلَوِ ٱنْدَفَقَ ٱلْأُرْدُنُّ فِي فَمِهِ.

Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.

٢٤ 24 هَلْ يُؤْخَذُ مِنْ أَمَامِهِ؟ هَلْ يُثْقَبُ أَنْفُهُ بِخِزَامَةٍ؟

Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?