أيُّوب 41
| أَيُمْكِنُ أَنْ تَصْطَادَ لَوِيَاثَانَ (الْحَيَوَانَ الْبَحْرِيَّ) بِشِصٍّ، أَوْ تَرْبِطَ لِسَانَهُ بِحَبْلٍ؟ | ١ 1 |
"Can you draw out Deinosuchus with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
| أَتَقْدِرُ أَنْ تَضَعَ خِزَامَةً فِي أَنْفِهِ، أَوْ تَثْقُبَ فَكَّهُ بِخُطَّافٍ؟ | ٢ 2 |
Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
| أَيُكْثِرُ مِنْ تَضَرُّعَاتِهِ إِلَيْكَ أَمْ يَسْتَعْطِفُكَ؟ | ٣ 3 |
Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
| أَيُبْرِمُ مَعَكَ عَهْداً لِتَتَّخِذَهُ عَبْداً مُؤَبَّداً لَكَ؟ | ٤ 4 |
Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
| أَتُلاعِبُهُ كَمَا تُلاعِبُ الْعُصْفُورَ، أَمْ تُطَوِّقُهُ بِتُرْسٍ لِيَكُونَ لُعْبَةً لِفَتَيَاتِكَ؟ | ٥ 5 |
Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
| أَيُسَاوِمُ عَلَيْهِ التُّجَّارُ، أَمْ يَتَقَاسَمُونَهُ بَيْنَهُمْ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
| أَتَمْلأُ جِلْدَهُ بِالْحِرَابِ وَرَأْسَهُ بِأَسِنَّةِ الرِّمَاحِ؟ | ٧ 7 |
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
| إِنْ حَاوَلْتَ الْقَبْضَ عَلَيْهِ بِيَدِكَ فَإِنَّكَ سَتَذْكُرُ ضَرَاوَةَ قِتَالِهِ وَلا تَعُودُ تُقْدِمُ عَلَى ذَلِكَ ثَانِيَةً! | ٨ 8 |
If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the battle, and you will never do it again.
| أَيُّ أَمَلٍ فِي إِخْضَاعِهِ قَدْ خَابَ، وَمُجَرَّدُ النَّظَرِ إِلَيْهِ يَبْعَثُ عَلَى الفَزَعِ. | ٩ 9 |
Look, the hope of him is in vain. Won't one be cast down even at the sight of him?
| لَا أَحَدَ يَمْلِكُ جُرْأَةً كَافِيَةً لِيَسْتَثِيرَهُ. فَمَنْ إِذاً، يَقْوَى عَلَى مُجَابَهَتِي؟ | ١٠ 10 |
None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
| لِمَنْ أَنَا مَدِينٌ فَأُوفِيَهُ؟ كُلُّ مَا تَحْتَ جَمِيعِ السَّمَاوَاتِ هُوَ لِي. | ١١ 11 |
Who has confronted me, that I should repay? Everything under the heavens is mine.
| دَعْنِي أُحَدِّثُكَ عَنْ أَطْرَافِ لَوِيَاثَانَ وَعَنْ قُوَّتِهِ وَتَنَاسُقِ قَامَتِهِ. | ١٢ 12 |
"I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
| مَنْ يَخْلَعُ كِسَاءَهُ أَوْ يَدْنُو مِنْ مُتَنَاوَلِ صَفَّيْ أَضْرَاسِهِ؟ | ١٣ 13 |
Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
| مَنْ يَفْتَحُ شَدْقَيْهِ؟ إِنَّ دَائِرَةَ أَسْنَانِهِ مُرْعِبَةٌ! | ١٤ 14 |
Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
| ظَهْرُهُ مَصْنُوعٌ مِنْ حَرَاشِفَ كَتُرُوسٍ مَصْفُوفَةٍ مُتَلاصِقَةٍ بِإِحْكَامٍ، وَكَأَنَّهَا مَضْغُوطَةٌ بِخَاتَمٍ، | ١٥ 15 |
Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
| مُتَلاصِقَةٌ لَا يَنْفُذُ مِنْ بَيْنِهَا الْهَوَاءُ، | ١٦ 16 |
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
| مُتَّصِلَةٌ بَعْضُهَا بِبَعْضٍ، مُتَلَبِّدَةٌ لَا تَنْفَصِلُ. | ١٧ 17 |
They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they can't be pulled apart.
| عِطَاسُهُ يُوْمِضُ نُوراً، وَعَيْنَاهُ كَأَجْفَانِ الْفَجْرِ، | ١٨ 18 |
His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| مِنْ فَمِهِ تَخْرُجُ مَشَاعِلُ مُلْتَهِبَةٌ، وَيَتَطَايَرُ مِنْهُ شَرَارُ نَارٍ، | ١٩ 19 |
Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap forth.
| يَنْبَعِثُ مِنْ مِنْخَرَيْهِ دُخَانٌ وَكَأَنَّهُ مِن قِدْرٍ يَغْلِي أَوْ مِرْجَلٍ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
| يُضْرِمُ نَفَسُهُ الْجَمْرَ، وَمِنْ فَمِهِ يَنْطَلِقُ اللَّهَبُ. | ٢١ 21 |
His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.
| فِي عُنُقِهِ تَكْمُنُ قُوَّةٌ، وَأَمَامَ عَيْنَيْهِ يَعْدُو الْهَوْلُ. | ٢٢ 22 |
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
| ثَنَايَا لَحْمِهِ مُحْكَمَةُ التَّمَاسُكِ، مَسْبُوكَةٌ عَلَيْهِ لَا تَتَحَرَّكُ. | ٢٣ 23 |
The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can't be moved.
| قَلْبُهُ صُلْبٌ كَالصَّخْرِ، صَلْدٌ كَالرَّحَى السُّفْلَى. | ٢٤ 24 |
His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
| عِنْدَمَا يَنْهَضُ يَدِبُّ الْفَزَعُ فِي الأَقْوِيَاءِ، وَمِنْ جَلَبَتِهِ يَعْتَرِيهِمْ شَلَلٌ. | ٢٥ 25 |
When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
| لَا يَنَالُ مِنْهُ السَّيْفُ الَّذِي يُصِيبُهُ، وَلا الرُّمْحُ وَلا السَّهْمُ وَلا الْحَرْبَةُ. | ٢٦ 26 |
If one attacks him with the sword, it can't prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
| يَحْسِبُ الْحَدِيدَ كَالْقَشِّ وَالنُّحَاسَ كَالْخَشَبِ النَّخِرِ. | ٢٧ 27 |
He counts iron as straw; and bronze as rotten wood.
| لَا يُرْغِمُهُ السَّهْمُ عَلَى الْفِرَارِ، وَحِجَارَةُ الْمِقْلاعِ لَدَيْهِ كَالْقَشِّ. | ٢٨ 28 |
The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
| الْهِرَاوَةُ فِي عَيْنَيْهِ كَالْعُصَافَةِ، وَيَهْزَأُ بِاهْتِزَازِ الرُّمْحِ الْمُصَوَّبِ إِلَيْهِ. | ٢٩ 29 |
Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
| بَطْنُهُ كَقِطَعِ الْخَزَفِ الْحَادَّةِ. إِذَا تَمَدَّدَ عَلَى الطِّينِ يَتْرُكُ آثَاراً مُمَاثِلَةً لِآثَارِ النَّوْرَجِ. | ٣٠ 30 |
His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
| يَجْعَلُ اللُّجَّةَ تَغْلِي كَالْقِدْرِ، وَالْبَحْرَ يَجِيشُ كَقِدْرِ الطِّيبِ. | ٣١ 31 |
He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
| يَتْرُكُ خَلْفَهُ خَطّاً مِنْ زَبَدٍ أَبْيَضَ، فَيُخَالُ أَنَّ الْبَحْرَ قَدْ أَصَابَهُ الشَّيْبُ. | ٣٢ 32 |
He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
| لَا نَظِيرَ لَهُ فَوْقَ الأَرْضِ لأَنَّهُ مَخْلُوقٌ عَدِيمُ الْخَوْفِ. | ٣٣ 33 |
On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
| يَحْتَقِرُ كُلَّ مَا هُوَ مُتَعَالٍ، وَهُوَ مَلِكٌ عَلَى ذَوِي الْكِبْرِيَاءِ». | ٣٤ 34 |
He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride."
