أيُّوب 4
| فَأَجَابَ أَلِيفَازُ التَّيْمَانِيُّ: | ١ 1 |
And Eliphaz the Temanite answereth and saith: —
| «إِنْ جَازَفَ أَحَدٌ وَوَجَّهَ إِلَيْكَ كَلِمَةً فَهَلْ يَشُقُّ ذَلِكَ عَلَيْكَ؟ وَلَكِنْ مَنْ يَسْتَطِيعُ الامْتِنَاعَ عَنِ الْكَلامِ؟ | ٢ 2 |
Hath one tried a word with thee? — Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?
| لَكَمْ أَرْشَدْتَ كَثِيرِينَ وَشَدَّدْتَ أَيَادِيَ مُرْتَخِيَةً. | ٣ 3 |
Lo, thou hast instructed many, And feeble hands thou makest strong.
| وَلَكَمْ أَنْهَضَ كَلامُكَ الْعَاثِرَ، وَثَبَّتَّ الرُّكَبَ الْمُرْتَعِشَةَ! | ٤ 4 |
The stumbling one do thy words raise up, And bowing knees thou dost strengthen.
| وَالآنَ إِذْ دَاهَمَكَ الْكَرْبُ اعْتَرَاكَ السَّأَمُ، وَإِذْ مَسَّكَ سَاوَرَكَ الرُّعْبُ. | ٥ 5 |
But now, it cometh in unto thee, And thou art weary; It striketh unto thee, and thou art troubled.
| أَلَيْسَتْ تَقْوَاكَ هِيَ مُعْتَمَدُكَ، وَكَمَالُ طُرُقِكَ هُوَ رَجَاؤُكَ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope — the perfection of thy ways?
| اذْكُرْ. هَلْ هَلَكَ أَحَدٌ وَهُوَ بَرِيءٌ؟ أَوْ أَيْنَ أُبِيدَ الصَّالِحُونَ؟ | ٧ 7 |
Remember, I pray thee, Who, being innocent, hath perished? And where have the upright been cut off?
| بَلْ كَمَا شَاهَدْتَ فَإِنَّ الْحَارِثِينَ إِثْماً، وَالزَّارِعِينَ شَقَاوَةً، هُمْ يَحْصُدُونَهُمَا، | ٨ 8 |
As I have seen — ploughers of iniquity, And sowers of misery, reap it!
| وَبِنَسَمَةِ اللهِ يَفْنَوْنَ وَبِعَاصِفَةِ غَضَبِهِ يَهْلِكُونَ. | ٩ 9 |
From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger consumed.
| قَدْ يَزْأَرُ الأَسَدُ وَيُزَمْجِرُ اللَّيْثُ، وَلَكِنْ أَنْيَابُ الأَشْبَالِ تَهَشَّمَتْ. | ١٠ 10 |
The roaring of a lion, And the voice of a fierce lion, And teeth of young lions have been broken.
| يَهْلِكُ اللَّيْثُ لِتَعَذُّرِ وُجُودِ الْفَرِيسَةِ، وَتَتَشَتَّتُ أَشْبَالُ اللَّبُؤَةِ. | ١١ 11 |
An old lion is perishing without prey, And the whelps of the lioness do separate.
| ذَاتَ مَرَّةٍ أُسِرَّ إِلَيَّ بِكَلِمَةٍ، فَتَلَقَّفَتْ أُذُنِي مِنْهَا هَمْساً | ١٢ 12 |
And unto me a thing is secretly brought, And receive doth mine ear a little of it.
| فَفِي غَمْرَةِ الْهَوَاجِسِ، فِي رُؤَى اللَّيْلِ، عِنْدَمَا طَغَى السُّبَاتُ عَلَى النَّاسِ، | ١٣ 13 |
In thoughts from visions of the night, In the falling of deep sleep on men,
| انْتَابَنِي رُعْبٌ وَرَعْدَةٌ أَرْجَفَا عِظَامِي، | ١٤ 14 |
Fear hath met me, and trembling, And the multitude of my bones caused to fear.
| وَخَطَرَتْ رُوحٌ أَمَامَ وَجْهِي، فَاقْشَعَرَّ شَعْرُ جَسَدِي. | ١٥ 15 |
And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
| ثُمَّ وَقَفَتْ، غَيْرَ أَنِّي لَمْ أَتَبَيَّنْ مَلامِحَهَا. تَمَاثَلَ لِي شَكْلٌ مَا، وَبَعْدَ صَمْتٍ سَمِعْتُ صَوْتاً مُنْخَفِضاً يَقُولُ: | ١٦ 16 |
It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude [is] over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:
| أَيُمْكِنُ أَنْ يَكُونَ الإِنْسَانُ أَبَرَّ مِنَ اللهِ، أَمِ الرَّجُلُ أَطْهَرَ مِنْ خَالِقِهِ؟ | ١٧ 17 |
'Is mortal man than God more righteous? Than his Maker is a man cleaner?
| هَا إِنَّهُ لَا يَأْتَمِنُ عَبِيدَهُ، وَإِلَى مَلائِكَتِهِ يَنْسِبُ حَمَاقَةً، | ١٨ 18 |
Lo, in His servants He putteth no credence, Nor in His messengers setteth praise.'
| فَكَمْ بِالْحَرِيِّ الْمَخْلُوقُونَ مِنْ طِينٍ، الَّذِينَ أَسَاسُهُمْ فِي التُّرَابِ، وَيُسْحَقُونَ مِثْلَ الْعُثِّ؟ | ١٩ 19 |
Also — the inhabitants of houses of clay, (Whose foundation [is] in the dust, They bruise them before a moth.)
| يَتَحَطَّمُونَ بَيْنَ صَبَاحٍ وَمَسَاءٍ، وَيَبِيدُونَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يَنْتَبِهَ لَهُمْ أَحَدٌ. | ٢٠ 20 |
From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
| أَلا تُنْتَزَعُ مِنهُمْ حِبَالُ خِيَامِهِمْ وَيَمُوتُون مِنْ غَيْرِ حِكْمَةٍ؟ | ٢١ 21 |
Hath not their excellency been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!
