أَيُّوبَ 7

١ 1 «أَلَيْسَ جِهَادٌ لِلْإِنْسَانِ عَلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ، وَكَأَيَّامِ ٱلْأَجِيرِ أَيَّامُهُ؟

Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?

٢ 2 كَمَا يَتَشَوَّقُ ٱلْعَبْدُ إِلَى ٱلظِّلِّ، وَكَمَا يَتَرَجَّى ٱلْأَجِيرُ أُجْرَتَهُ،

As a servant desireth the shadow, And as a hireling expecteth his wage,

٣ 3 هَكَذَا تَعَيَّنَ لِي أَشْهُرُ سُوءٍ، وَلَيَالِي شَقَاءٍ قُسِمَتْ لِي.

So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.

٤ 4 إِذَا ٱضْطَجَعْتُ أَقُولُ: مَتَى أَقُومُ؟ ٱللَّيْلُ يَطُولُ، وَأَشْبَعُ قَلَقًا حَتَّى ٱلصُّبْحِ.

If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.

٥ 5 لَبِسَ لَحْمِيَ ٱلدُّودُ مَعَ مَدَرِ ٱلتُّرَابِ. جِلْدِي كَرِشَ وَسَاخَ.

Clothed hath been my flesh [with] worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

٦ 6 أَيَّامِي أَسْرَعُ مِنَ ٱلْوَشِيعَةِ، وَتَنْتَهِي بِغَيْرِ رَجَاءٍ.

My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.

٧ 7 «اُذْكُرْ أَنَّ حَيَاتِي إِنَّمَا هِيَ رِيحٌ، وَعَيْنِي لَا تَعُودُ تَرَى خَيْرًا.

Remember Thou that my life [is] a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.

٨ 8 لَا تَرَانِي عَيْنُ نَاظِرِي. عَيْنَاكَ عَلَيَّ وَلَسْتُ أَنَا.

The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes [are] upon me — and I am not.

٩ 9 ٱلسَّحَابُ يَضْمَحِلُّ وَيَزُولُ، هَكَذَا ٱلَّذِي يَنْزِلُ إِلَى ٱلْهَاوِيَةِ لَا يَصْعَدُ. (Sheol h7585)

Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up. (Sheol h7585)

١٠ 10 لَا يَرْجِعُ بَعْدُ إِلَى بَيْتِهِ، وَلَا يَعْرِفُهُ مَكَانُهُ بَعْدُ.

He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.

١١ 11 أَنَا أَيْضًا لَا أَمْنَعُ فَمِي. أَتَكَلَّمُ بِضِيقِ رُوحِي. أَشْكُو بِمَرَارَةِ نَفْسِي.

Also I — I withhold not my mouth — I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.

١٢ 12 أَبَحْرٌ أَنَا أَمْ تِنِّينٌ، حَتَّى جَعَلْتَ عَلَيَّ حَارِسًا؟

A sea -[monster] am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?

١٣ 13 إِنْ قُلْتُ: فِرَاشِي يُعَزِّينِي، مَضْجَعِي يَنْزِعُ كُرْبَتِي،

When I said, 'My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.

١٤ 14 تُرِيعُنِي بِٱلْأَحْلَامِ، وَتُرْهِبُنِي بِرُؤًى،

And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,

١٥ 15 فَٱخْتَارَتْ نَفْسِي ٱلْخَنِقَ، ٱلْمَوْتَ عَلَى عِظَامِي هَذِهِ.

And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.

١٦ 16 قَدْ ذُبْتُ. لَا إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ أَحْيَا. كُفَّ عَنِّي لِأَنَّ أَيَّامِي نَفْخَةٌ.

I have wasted away — not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity.

١٧ 17 مَا هُوَ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ حَتَّى تَعْتَبِرَهُ، وَحَتَّى تَضَعَ عَلَيْهِ قَلْبَكَ؟

What [is] man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?

١٨ 18 وَتَتَعَهَّدَهُ كُلَّ صَبَاحٍ، وَكُلَّ لَحْظَةٍ تَمْتَحِنَهُ؟

And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?

١٩ 19 حَتَّى مَتَى لَا تَلْتَفِتُ عَنِّي وَلَا تُرْخِينِي رَيْثَمَا أَبْلَعُ رِيقِي؟

How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.

٢٠ 20 أَأَخْطَأْتُ؟ مَاذَا أَفْعَلُ لَكَ يَا رَقِيبَ ٱلنَّاسِ؟ لِمَاذَا جَعَلْتَنِي عَاثُورًا لِنَفْسِكَ حَتَّى أَكُونَ عَلَى نَفْسِي حِمْلًا؟

I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself — and what?

٢١ 21 وَلِمَاذَا لَا تَغْفِرُ ذَنْبِي، وَلَا تُزِيلُ إِثْمِي؟ لِأَنِّي ٱلْآنَ أَضْطَجِعُ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ، تَطْلُبُنِي فَلَا أَكُونُ».

Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me — and I am not!