إرْمِيا 20
| وَسَمِعَ الْكَاهِنُ فَشْحُورُ بْنُ إِمِّيرَ الَّذِي كَانَ النَّاظِرَ الأَوَّلَ عَلَى بَيْتِ الرَّبِّ إِرْمِيَا يَتَنَبَّأُ بِهَذِهِ الأُمُورِ، | ١ 1 |
Pashhur, son of Immer, was a priest and the official in charge of the Lord's Temple. When he heard Jeremiah prophesying these things,
| فَضَرَبَ فَشْحُورُ إِرْمِيَا النَّبِيَّ وَزَجَّهُ فِي الْمِقْطَرَةِ الَّتِي بِبَابِ بِنْيَامِينَ الأَعْلَى الَّذِي عِنْدَ هَيْكَلِ الرَّبِّ. | ٢ 2 |
he beat Jeremiah the prophet and had him put in the stocks at the Upper Benjamin Gate, near to the Lord's Temple.
| وَفِي الْيَوْمِ الثَّانِي عِنْدَمَا أَخْرَجَ فَشْحُورُ إِرْمِيَا مِنَ الْمِقْطَرَةِ، قَالَ لَهُ إِرْمِيَا: «إِنَّ الرَّبَّ لَمْ يَدْعُ اسْمَكَ فَشْحُورَ، بَلْ مَجُورَ مِسَّابِيبَ (أَيْ: رُعْباً مِنْ كُلِّ نَاحِيَةٍ). | ٣ 3 |
The following day, when Pashhur had Jeremiah released from the stocks, Jeremiah told him, “The Lord doesn't call you Pashhur (tear in pieces), but Magor-missabib (terror is everywhere).
| هَذَا مَا يَقُولُهُ الرَّبُّ:’هَا أَنَا أَجْعَلُكَ أَنْتَ وَجَمِيعَ أَحِبَّائِكَ عُرْضَةً لِلرُّعْبِ فَيَتَسَاقَطُونَ بِحَدِّ سُيُوفِ أَعْدَائِهِمْ عَلَى مَرْأَى مِنْكَ، وَأُسْلِمُ كُلَّ أَهْلِ يَهُوذَا لِيَدِ مَلِكِ بَابِلَ فَيُجْلِيهِمْ إِلَى بَابِلَ وَيَذْبَحُهُمْ بِالسَّيْفِ. | ٤ 4 |
For this is what the Lord says: I'm going to make you terrified—you and all those you love. Enemies will kill them as you watch. I will hand Judah over to the king of Babylon. He will kill some, and the rest he will take away into exile in Babylon.
| وَأَدْفَعُ كُلَّ ثَرْوَةِ هَذِهِ الْمَدِينَةِ، وَكُلَّ نِتَاجِهَا وَنَفَائِسِهَا، وَكُلَّ كُنُوزِ مُلُوكِ يَهُوذَا إِلَى يَدِ أَعْدَائِهَا، فَيَغْنَمُونَهَا وَيَسْتَوْلُونَ عَلَيْهَا وَيَنْقُلُونَهَا مَعَهُمْ إِلَى بَابِلَ. | ٥ 5 |
I'm going to give it all away. All the wealth of this city, all the results of hard work, all the valuables, all the crown jewels of Judah's kings—I'm going to hand it over to their enemies, who will take it as plunder and carry it off to Babylon.
| أَمَّا أَنْتَ يَا فَشْحُورُ وَجَمِيعُ الْمُقِيمِينَ مَعَكَ فِي بَيْتِكَ فَتَذْهَبُونَ إِلَى الأَسْرِ فِي بَابِلَ حَيْثُ تَمُوتُ وَتُدْفَنُ هُنَاكَ أَنْتَ وَسَائِرُ أَحِبَّائِكَ الَّذِينَ تَنَبَّأْتَ لَهُمْ بِالأَكَاذِيبِ.‘» | ٦ 6 |
You, Pashhur, and everyone who lives with you, will go into captivity. You will go to Babylon. You will die there and be buried—you and all those you love, those to whom you prophesied lies.”
| يَا رَبُّ قَدْ أَقْنَعْتَنِي فَاقْتَنَعْتُ، أَنْتَ أَقْوَى مِنِّي فَغَلَبْتَ، فَأَصْبَحْتُ مَثَارَ سُخْرِيَةٍ طَوَالَ النَّهَارِ. كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ يَسْتَهْزِئُ بِي. | ٧ 7 |
You fooled me, Lord, and I let myself be fooled! You're stronger than me—you've won! I've become a joke people laugh at all day long. Everyone is mocking me.
| لأَنِّي كُلَّمَا تَكَلَّمْتُ أَصْرُخُ مُنَدِّداً، وَأُنَادِي: «ظُلْمٌ وَاغْتِصَابٌ» فَجَلَبَتْ عَلَيَّ كَلِمَةُ الرَّبِّ الاحْتِقَارَ وَالْعَارَ طَوَالَ النَّهَارِ. | ٨ 8 |
This is because every time I open my mouth I have to shout out warnings of violence and destruction. The Lord's message has become the reason people criticize and ridicule me the whole time.
| إِنْ قُلْتُ: «سَأَكُفُّ عَنْ ذِكْرِهِ وَلا أَتَكَلَّمُ بِاسْمِهِ بَعْدُ» صَارَ كَلامُهُ فِي قَلْبِي كَنَارٍ مُحْرِقَةٍ مَحْصُورَةٍ فِي عِظَامِي، فَأَعْيَانِي كِتْمَانُهُ وَعَجَزْتُ عَنْ كَبْتِهِ. | ٩ 9 |
If I tell myself, “I won't talk about him anymore, I won't even mention his name,” then his message is like a fire trapped within me, burning me from the inside out. I'm getting tired of holding it in. I just can't win.
| لأَنِّي سَمِعْتُ نَفَثَاتِ تَهْدِيدٍ مِنْ كَثِيرِينَ، وَأَحَاطَ بِي رُعْبٌ مِنْ كُلِّ جَانِبٍ. يَقُولُونَ: «اشْتَكُوا عَلَيْهِ فَنَشْتَكِيَ عَلَيْهِ»، حَتَّى جَمِيعُ أَصْدِقَائِي الْحَمِيمِينَ يَرْقُبُونَ كَبْوَتِي قَائِلِينَ: «لَعَلَّهُ يَتَعَثَّرُ فَنَتَغَلَّبَ عَلَيْهِ وَنَنْتَقِمَ مِنْهُ». | ١٠ 10 |
I've heard many people gossiping: “He's the one who says, ‘terror is everywhere!’ He has to be reported! Report what he's doing!” All my good friends are waiting for me to slip up. “Maybe he'll make a mistake so we can defeat him and get our revenge on him,” they say.
| لَكِنَّ الرَّبَّ مَعِي كَمُحَارِبٍ جَبَّارٍ، لِهَذَا يَعْثُرُ كُلُّ مُضْطَهِدِيَّ وَلا يَظْفَرُونَ بِي. يَلْحَقُ بِهِمْ عَارٌ عَظِيمٌ لأَنَّهُمْ لَا يُفْلِحُونَ، وَيَظَلُّ خِزْيُهُمْ مَذْكُوراً إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ١١ 11 |
But the Lord stands beside me like a powerful warrior. So those who are attacking me will fall. They won't win! Because they're not successful they will be totally disgraced. Their shame won't ever be forgotten.
| أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ الْقَدِيرُ مُخْتَبِرُ الصِّدِّيقِ وَالْمُطَّلِعُ عَلَى سَرَائِرِ النُّفُوسِ، دَعْنِي أَشْهَدُ انْتِقَامَكَ مِنْهُمْ لأَنِّي إِلَيْكَ فَوَّضْتُ قَضِيَّتِي. | ١٢ 12 |
Lord Almighty, you know without question who is living right. You examine people's thoughts and feelings. So let me see your punishment fall on them, because I've trusted you to judge my case.
| اشْدُوا لِلرَّبِّ وَسَبِّحُوهُ، لأَنَّهُ أَنْقَذَ نَفْسَ الْمِسْكِينِ مِنْ قَبْضَةِ فَاعِلِي الإِثْمِ. | ١٣ 13 |
Sing to the Lord! Praise the Lord! For he saves the poor from the power of the wicked.
| لِيَكُنْ مَلْعُوناً ذَلِكَ الْيَوْمُ الَّذِي وُلِدْتُ فِيهِ، وَلْيَخْلُ الْيَوْمُ الَّذِي أَنْجَبَتْنِي فِيهِ أُمِّي مِنْ كُلِّ بَرَكَةٍ. | ١٤ 14 |
May the day I was born be cursed! May the day my mother gave birth to me never be blessed!
| لِيَكُنْ مَلْعُوناً ذَلِكَ الرَّجُلُ الَّذِي بَشَّرَ أَبِي قَائِلاً: قَدْ وُلِدَ لَكَ ابْنٌ فَجَعَلَ قَلْبَهُ يَفِيضُ بِالْفَرَحِ. | ١٥ 15 |
May the man be cursed who brought my father the news that made him really happy, saying, “You have a son.”
| لِيُصْبِحْ ذَلِكَ الرَّجُلُ كَالْمُدُنِ الَّتِي قَلَبَهَا الرَّبُّ مِنَ غَيْرِ رِفْقٍ، وَليَسْمَعْ صُرَاخَ الْمَعَارِكِ فِي الصَّبَاحِ، وَضَجِيجَ جَلَبَتِهَا عِنْدَ الظَّهِيرَةِ. | ١٦ 16 |
May that man be like the towns that the Lord destroyed without mercy. May he hear shouts of alarm in the morning and war-cries at noon,
| لِيَكُنْ ذَلِكَ الرَّجُلُ مَلْعَوناً لأَنَّهُ لَمْ يَقْتُلْنِي مِنَ الرَّحِمِ، فَتَضْحَى أُمِّي قَبْراً لِي، وَتَظَلُّ حُبْلَى بِي إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ١٧ 17 |
because he should have killed me in the womb so that my mother would have been my grave, remaining pregnant forever.
| لِمَاذَا خَرَجْتُ مِنَ الرَّحِمِ لأُقَاسِيَ التَّعَبَ وَالأَوْجَاعَ، وَأُفْنِيَ أَيَّامِي بِالْخِزْيِ؟ | ١٨ 18 |
Why was I born only to see trouble and sadness, and to end my life in shame?
