أيُّوب 30

١ 1 أَمَّا الآنَ فَقَدْ هَزَأَ بِي مَنْ هُمْ أَصْغَرُ مِنِّي سِنّاً، مَنْ كُنْتُ آنَفُ أَنْ أَجْعَلَ آبَاءَهُمْ مَعَ كِلابِ غَنَمِي.

But now they that are younger than I hold me in derision, Whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

٢ 2 إِذْ مَا جَدْوَى قُوَّةِ أَيْدِيهِمْ لِي بَعْدَ أَنْ أُصِيبَتْ بِعَجْزٍ؟

Of what use to me would be even the strength of their hands, To whom old age is lost?

٣ 3 يَهِيمُونَ هُزَالَى جِيَاعاً، يَنْبِشُونَ الْيَابِسَةَ الْخَرِبَةَ الْمَهْجُورَةَ.

By want and hunger they are famished; They gnaw the dry desert, The darkness of desolate wastes.

٤ 4 يَلْتَقِطُونَ الْخُبَّيْزَةَ بَيْنَ الْعُلَّيْقِ، وَخُبْزُهُمْ عُرُوقُ الرَّتَمِ.

They gather purslain among the bushes, And the root of the broom is their bread.

٥ 5 يُطْرَدُونَ مِنْ بَيْنِ النَّاسِ، وَيَصْرُخُونَ خَلْفَهُمْ كَمَا يَصْرُخُونَ عَلَى لِصٍّ.

They are driven from the society of men; There is a cry after them as after a thief.

٦ 6 يُقِيمُونَ فِي كُهُوفِ الْوِدْيَانِ الْجَافَّةِ، بَيْنَ الصُّخُورِ وَفِي ثُقُوبِ الأَرْضِ.

They dwell in gloomy valleys, In caves of the earth and in rocks.

٧ 7 يَنْهَقُونَ بَيْنَ الْعُلَّيْقِ، وَيرْبِضُونَ تَحْتَ الْعَوْسَجِ.

They bray among the bushes; Under the brambles are they stretched out.

٨ 8 هُمْ حَمْقَى، أَبْنَاءُ قَوْمٍ خَامِلِينَ مَنْبُوذِينَ مِنَ الأَرْضِ.

An impious and low-born race, They are beaten out of the land.

٩ 9 أَمَّا الآنَ فَقَدْ أَصْبَحْتُ مَثَارَ سُخْرِيَةٍ لَهُمْ وَمَثَلاً يَتَنَدَّرُونَ بِهِ

And now I am become their song; Yea, I am their by-word!

١٠ 10 يَشْمَئِزُّونَ مِنِّي وَيَتَجَافَوْنَنِي، لَا يَتَوَانَوْنَ عَنِ الْبَصْقِ فِي وَجْهِي!

They abhor me, they stand aloof from me; They forbear not to spit before my face.

١١ 11 لأَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَرْخَى وَتَرَ قَوْسِي وَأَذَلَّنِي، انْقَلَبُوا ضِدِّي بِكُلِّ قُوَّتِهِمْ.

Yea, they let loose the reins, and humble me; They cast off the bridle before me.

١٢ 12 قَامَ صِغَارُهُمْ عَنْ يَمِينِي يُزِلُّونَ قَدَمِي وَيُمَهِّدُونَ سُبُلَ دَمَارِي.

On my right hand riseth up the brood; They thrust away my feet; They cast up against me their destructive ways.

١٣ 13 سَدُّوا عَلَيَّ مَنْفَذَ مَهْرَبِي، وَتَضَافَرُوا عَلَى هَلاكِي، مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يَكُونَ لِي مُعِينٌ.

They break up my path; They hasten my fall, —They who have no helper!

١٤ 14 وَكَأَنَّمَا مِنْ ثُغْرَةٍ وَاسِعَةٍ تَدَافَعُوا نَحْوِي، وَانْدَفَعُوا هَاجِمِينَ بَيْنَ الرَّدْمِ.

They come upon me as through a wide breach; Through the ruins they rush in upon me.

١٥ 15 طَغَتْ عَلَيَّ الأَهْوَالُ، فَتَطَايَرَتْ كَرَامَتِي كَوَرَقَةٍ أَمَامَ الرِّيحِ، وَمَضَى رَغْدِي كَالسَّحَابِ.

Terrors are turned against me; They pursue my prosperity like the wind, And my welfare passeth away like a cloud.

١٦ 16 وَالآنَ تَهَافَتَتْ نَفْسِي عَلَيَّ وَتَنَاهَبَتْنِي أَيَّامُ بُؤْسِي.

And now my soul poureth itself out upon me; Days of affliction have taken hold of me.

١٧ 17 يَنْخَرُ اللَّيْلُ عِظَامِي، وَآلامِي الضَّارِيَةُ لَا تَهْجَعُ.

By night my bones are pierced; they are torn from me, And my gnawers take no rest.

١٨ 18 تَشُدُّ بِعُنْفٍ لِبَاسِي وَتَحْزِمُنِي مِثْلَ طَوْقِ عَبَاءَتِي.

Through the violence of my disease is my garment changed; It bindeth me about like the collar of my tunic.

١٩ 19 قَدْ طَرَحَنِي اللهُ فِي الْحَمْأَةِ فَأَشْبَهْتُ التُّرَابَ وَالرَّمَادَ.

He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

٢٠ 20 أَسْتَغِيثُ بِكَ فَلا تَسْتَجِيبُ، وَأَقِفُ أَمَامَكَ فَلا تَأْبَهُ بِي.

I call upon Thee, but thou dost not hear me; I stand up before thee, but thou regardest me not.

٢١ 21 أَصْبَحْتَ لِي عَدُوّاً قَاسِياً، وَبِقُدْرَةِ ذِرَاعِكَ تَضْطَهِدُنِي.

Thou art become cruel to me; With thy strong hand dost thou lie in wait for me.

٢٢ 22 خَطَفْتَنِي وَأَرْكَبْتَنِي عَلَى الرِّيحِ، تُذِيبُنِي فِي زَئِيرِ الْعَاصِفَةِ.

Thou liftest me up, and causest me to ride upon the wind; Thou meltest me away in the storm.

٢٣ 23 فَأَيْقَنْتُ أَنَّكَ تَسُوقُنِي إِلَى الْمَوْتِ، وَإِلَى دَارِ مِيعَادِ كُلِّ حَيٍّ.

I know that thou wilt bring me to death, To the place of assembly for all the living.

٢٤ 24 وَلَكِنْ، أَلا يَمُدُّ إِنْسَانٌ يَدَهُ مِنْ تَحْتِ الأَنْقَاضِ؟ أَوَ لَا يَسْتَغِيثُ فِي بَلِيَّتِهِ؟

When He stretcheth out his hand, prayer availeth nothing; When He bringeth destruction, vain is the cry for help.

٢٥ 25 أَلَمْ أَبْكِ لِمَنْ قَسَى عَلَيْهِ يَوْمُهُ؟ أَلَمْ تَحْزَنْ نَفْسِي لِلْمِسْكِينِ؟

Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?

٢٦ 26 وَلَكِنْ حِينَ تَرَقَّبْتُ الْخَيْرَ أَقْبَلَ الشَّرُّ، وَحِينَ تَوَقَّعْتُ النُّورَ هَجَمَ الظَّلامُ.

But when I looked for good, then evil came; When I looked for light, then came darkness.

٢٧ 27 قَلْبِي يَغْلِي وَلَنْ يَهْدَأَ، وَأَيَّامُ الْبَلِيَّةِ غَشِيَتْنِي.

My bowels boil, and have no rest; Days of anguish have come upon me.

٢٨ 28 فَأَمْضِي نَائِحاً لَكِنْ مِنْ غَيْرِ عَزَاءٍ. أَقِفُ بَيْنَ النَّاسِ أَطْلُبُ الْعَوْنَ.

I am black, but not by the sun; I stand up, and utter my cries in the congregation.

٢٩ 29 صِرْتُ أَخاً لِبَنَاتِ آوَى، وَرَفِيقاً لِلنَّعَامِ.

I am become a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches.

٣٠ 30 اسْوَدَّ جِلْدِي عَلَيَّ وَتَقَشَّرَ، وَاحْتَرَقَتْ عِظَامِي مِنَ الْحُمَّى

My skin is black, and falleth from me, And my bones burn with heat.

٣١ 31 صَارَتْ قِيثَارَتِي لِلنَّوْحِ، وَمِزْمَارِي لِصَوْتِ النَّادِبِينَ.

My harp also is turned to mourning, And my pipe to notes of grief.