< أيُّوب 30 >
أَمَّا الآنَ فَقَدْ هَزَأَ بِي مَنْ هُمْ أَصْغَرُ مِنِّي سِنّاً، مَنْ كُنْتُ آنَفُ أَنْ أَجْعَلَ آبَاءَهُمْ مَعَ كِلابِ غَنَمِي. | ١ 1 |
“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to entrust with my sheep dogs.
إِذْ مَا جَدْوَى قُوَّةِ أَيْدِيهِمْ لِي بَعْدَ أَنْ أُصِيبَتْ بِعَجْزٍ؟ | ٢ 2 |
What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?
يَهِيمُونَ هُزَالَى جِيَاعاً، يَنْبِشُونَ الْيَابِسَةَ الْخَرِبَةَ الْمَهْجُورَةَ. | ٣ 3 |
Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.
يَلْتَقِطُونَ الْخُبَّيْزَةَ بَيْنَ الْعُلَّيْقِ، وَخُبْزُهُمْ عُرُوقُ الرَّتَمِ. | ٤ 4 |
They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.
يُطْرَدُونَ مِنْ بَيْنِ النَّاسِ، وَيَصْرُخُونَ خَلْفَهُمْ كَمَا يَصْرُخُونَ عَلَى لِصٍّ. | ٥ 5 |
They were banished from among men, shouted down like thieves,
يُقِيمُونَ فِي كُهُوفِ الْوِدْيَانِ الْجَافَّةِ، بَيْنَ الصُّخُورِ وَفِي ثُقُوبِ الأَرْضِ. | ٦ 6 |
so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
يَنْهَقُونَ بَيْنَ الْعُلَّيْقِ، وَيرْبِضُونَ تَحْتَ الْعَوْسَجِ. | ٧ 7 |
They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.
هُمْ حَمْقَى، أَبْنَاءُ قَوْمٍ خَامِلِينَ مَنْبُوذِينَ مِنَ الأَرْضِ. | ٨ 8 |
A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.
أَمَّا الآنَ فَقَدْ أَصْبَحْتُ مَثَارَ سُخْرِيَةٍ لَهُمْ وَمَثَلاً يَتَنَدَّرُونَ بِهِ | ٩ 9 |
And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
يَشْمَئِزُّونَ مِنِّي وَيَتَجَافَوْنَنِي، لَا يَتَوَانَوْنَ عَنِ الْبَصْقِ فِي وَجْهِي! | ١٠ 10 |
They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
لأَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَرْخَى وَتَرَ قَوْسِي وَأَذَلَّنِي، انْقَلَبُوا ضِدِّي بِكُلِّ قُوَّتِهِمْ. | ١١ 11 |
Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
قَامَ صِغَارُهُمْ عَنْ يَمِينِي يُزِلُّونَ قَدَمِي وَيُمَهِّدُونَ سُبُلَ دَمَارِي. | ١٢ 12 |
The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.
سَدُّوا عَلَيَّ مَنْفَذَ مَهْرَبِي، وَتَضَافَرُوا عَلَى هَلاكِي، مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يَكُونَ لِي مُعِينٌ. | ١٣ 13 |
They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.
وَكَأَنَّمَا مِنْ ثُغْرَةٍ وَاسِعَةٍ تَدَافَعُوا نَحْوِي، وَانْدَفَعُوا هَاجِمِينَ بَيْنَ الرَّدْمِ. | ١٤ 14 |
They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.
طَغَتْ عَلَيَّ الأَهْوَالُ، فَتَطَايَرَتْ كَرَامَتِي كَوَرَقَةٍ أَمَامَ الرِّيحِ، وَمَضَى رَغْدِي كَالسَّحَابِ. | ١٥ 15 |
Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
وَالآنَ تَهَافَتَتْ نَفْسِي عَلَيَّ وَتَنَاهَبَتْنِي أَيَّامُ بُؤْسِي. | ١٦ 16 |
And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.
يَنْخَرُ اللَّيْلُ عِظَامِي، وَآلامِي الضَّارِيَةُ لَا تَهْجَعُ. | ١٧ 17 |
Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.
تَشُدُّ بِعُنْفٍ لِبَاسِي وَتَحْزِمُنِي مِثْلَ طَوْقِ عَبَاءَتِي. | ١٨ 18 |
With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
قَدْ طَرَحَنِي اللهُ فِي الْحَمْأَةِ فَأَشْبَهْتُ التُّرَابَ وَالرَّمَادَ. | ١٩ 19 |
He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.
أَسْتَغِيثُ بِكَ فَلا تَسْتَجِيبُ، وَأَقِفُ أَمَامَكَ فَلا تَأْبَهُ بِي. | ٢٠ 20 |
I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.
أَصْبَحْتَ لِي عَدُوّاً قَاسِياً، وَبِقُدْرَةِ ذِرَاعِكَ تَضْطَهِدُنِي. | ٢١ 21 |
You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.
خَطَفْتَنِي وَأَرْكَبْتَنِي عَلَى الرِّيحِ، تُذِيبُنِي فِي زَئِيرِ الْعَاصِفَةِ. | ٢٢ 22 |
You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
فَأَيْقَنْتُ أَنَّكَ تَسُوقُنِي إِلَى الْمَوْتِ، وَإِلَى دَارِ مِيعَادِ كُلِّ حَيٍّ. | ٢٣ 23 |
Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
وَلَكِنْ، أَلا يَمُدُّ إِنْسَانٌ يَدَهُ مِنْ تَحْتِ الأَنْقَاضِ؟ أَوَ لَا يَسْتَغِيثُ فِي بَلِيَّتِهِ؟ | ٢٤ 24 |
Yet no one stretches out his hand to a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
أَلَمْ أَبْكِ لِمَنْ قَسَى عَلَيْهِ يَوْمُهُ؟ أَلَمْ تَحْزَنْ نَفْسِي لِلْمِسْكِينِ؟ | ٢٥ 25 |
Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
وَلَكِنْ حِينَ تَرَقَّبْتُ الْخَيْرَ أَقْبَلَ الشَّرُّ، وَحِينَ تَوَقَّعْتُ النُّورَ هَجَمَ الظَّلامُ. | ٢٦ 26 |
But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.
قَلْبِي يَغْلِي وَلَنْ يَهْدَأَ، وَأَيَّامُ الْبَلِيَّةِ غَشِيَتْنِي. | ٢٧ 27 |
I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
فَأَمْضِي نَائِحاً لَكِنْ مِنْ غَيْرِ عَزَاءٍ. أَقِفُ بَيْنَ النَّاسِ أَطْلُبُ الْعَوْنَ. | ٢٨ 28 |
I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
صِرْتُ أَخاً لِبَنَاتِ آوَى، وَرَفِيقاً لِلنَّعَامِ. | ٢٩ 29 |
I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.
اسْوَدَّ جِلْدِي عَلَيَّ وَتَقَشَّرَ، وَاحْتَرَقَتْ عِظَامِي مِنَ الْحُمَّى | ٣٠ 30 |
My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
صَارَتْ قِيثَارَتِي لِلنَّوْحِ، وَمِزْمَارِي لِصَوْتِ النَّادِبِينَ. | ٣١ 31 |
My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.