< أيُّوب 17 >

تَلِفَتْ رُوحِي وَانْطَفَأَتْ أَيَّامِي، وَالْقَبْرُ مُعَدٌّ لِي. ١ 1
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
الْمُسْتَهْزِئُونَ يُحَاصِرُونَنِي، الَّذِينَ تَشْهَدُ عَيْنِي مُشَاجَرَاتِهِمْ. ٢ 2
Are there not mockers with me? and does not mine eye continue in their provocation?
كُنْ لِي ضَامِناً عِنْدَ نَفْسِكَ، إِذْ مَنْ يُمْكِنُ أَنْ يَكُونَ كَفِيلِي؟ ٣ 3
Lay down now, put me in a guarantor with you; who is he that will shake hands with me?
فَأَنْتَ حَجَبْتَ الْفِطْنَةَ عَنْ قُلُوبِهِمْ، لِذَلِكَ لَنْ تُظْفِرَهُمْ، ٤ 4
For you have hid their heart from understanding: therefore shall you not exalt them.
وَلْتَتْلَفْ عُيُونُ أَبْنَاءِ مَنْ يَشِي بِأَصْحَابِهِ طَمَعاً فِي أَمْلاكِهِمْ. ٥ 5
He that speaks flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
لَقَدْ جَعَلَنِي مَثَلاً لِلأُمَمِ، وَصَارَ وَجْهِي مَبْصَقَةً. ٦ 6
He has made me also a byword of the people; and in old times I was as a timbrel.
كَلَّتْ عَيْنَايَ حُزْناً وَأَصْبَحَتْ أَعْضَائِي كَالظِّلِّ، ٧ 7
Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
فَزِعَ الْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ مِنْ هَذَا، وَثَارَ الْبَرِيءُ عَلَى الْفَاجِرِ، ٨ 8
Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
أَمَّا الصِّدِّيقُ فَيَتَمَسَّكُ بِطَرِيقِهِ، وَيَزْدَادُ الطَّاهِرُ الْيَدَيْنِ قُوَّةً. ٩ 9
The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that has clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
وَلَكِنِ ارْجِعُوا جَمِيعُكُمْ، تَعَالَوْا كُلُّكُمْ، فَلا أَجِدُ فِيكُمْ حَكِيماً. ١٠ 10
But as for you all, do all of you return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
قَدْ عَبَرَتْ أَيَّامِي، وَتَمَزَّقَتْ مَآرِبِي الَّتِي هِيَ رَغْبَاتُ قَلْبِي. ١١ 11
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
يَجْعَلُونَ اللَّيْلَ نَهَاراً، وَعَلَى الرَّغْمِ مِنَ الظُّلْمَةِ يَقُولُونَ:’إِنَّ النُّورَ قَرِيبٌ!‘ ١٢ 12
They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
إِذَا رَجَوْتُ أَنْ تَكوُنَ الْهَاوِيَةُ مَقَرّاً لِي، وَمَهَّدْتُ فِي الظَّلامِ فِرَاشِي، (Sheol h7585) ١٣ 13
If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. (Sheol h7585)
وَإِنْ قُلْتُ لِلْقَبْرِ أَنْتَ أَبِي، وَلِلدُّودِ أَنْتَ أُمِّي أَوْ أُخْتِي، ١٤ 14
I have said to corruption, You are my father: to the worm, You are my mother, and my sister.
فَأَيْنَ إِذاً آمَالِي؟ وَمَنْ يُعَايِنُ رَجَائِي؟ ١٥ 15
And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
أَلا تَنْحَدِرُ إِلَى مَغَالِيقِ الْهَاوِيَةِ، وَنَسْتَقِرُّ مَعاً فِي التُّرَابِ؟» (Sheol h7585) ١٦ 16
They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. (Sheol h7585)

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