أيُّوب 6
| فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ: | ١ 1 |
Then Job answered,
| «لَوْ أَمْكَنَ وَضْعُ حُزْنِي وَمُصِيبَتِي فِي مِيزَانٍ، | ٢ 2 |
“Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
| إِذَنْ لَكَانَا أَثْقَلَ مِنْ رَمْلِ الْبَحْرِ، لِهَذَا أَلْغُو بِكَلامِي. | ٣ 3 |
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash.
| لأَنَّ سِهَامَ الْقَدِيرِ نَاشِبَةٌ فِيَّ، وَرُوحِي تَشْرَبُ مِنْ سُمِّهَا، وَأَهْوَالَ اللهِ مُصْطَفَّةٌ ضِدِّي. | ٤ 4 |
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
| أَيَنْهَقُ الْحِمَارُ الْوَحْشِيُّ عَلَى مَا لَدَيْهِ مِنْ عُشْبٍ، أَمْ يَخُورُ الثَّوْرُ عَلَى مَا لَدَيْهِ مِنْ عَلَفٍ؟ | ٥ 5 |
Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
| أَيُمْكِنُ أَنْ يُؤْكَلَ مَا لَا طَعْمَ لَهُ مِنْ غَيْرِ مِلْحٍ، أَمْ أَنَّ هُنَاكَ مَذَاقاً لِبَيَاضِ الْبَيْضَةِ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Can that which has no flavour be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
| لَقَدْ عَافَتْ نَفْسِي أَنْ تَمَسَّهُ لأَنَّ مِثْلَ هَذَا الطَّعَامِ يُسْقِمُنِي. | ٧ 7 |
My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
| آهِ! لَيْتَ طِلْبَتِي تُسْتَجَابُ وَيُحَقِّقُ اللهُ رَجَائِي، | ٨ 8 |
“Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
| فَيَرْضَى اللهُ أَنْ يَسْحَقَنِي وَيَمُدَّ يَدَهُ وَيَسْتَأْصِلَنِي، | ٩ 9 |
even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
| فَتَبْقَى لِي تَعْزِيَةٌ وَبَهْجَةٌ أَنَّنِي فِي خِضَمِّ آلامِي لَمْ أَجْحَدْ كَلامَ الْقُدُّوسِ. | ١٠ 10 |
Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
| مَا هِيَ قُوَّتِي حَتَّى أَنْتَظِرَ؟ وَمَا هُوَ مَصِيرِي حَتَّى أَتَصَبَّرَ؟ | ١١ 11 |
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
| أَقُوَّةُ الْحِجَارَةِ قُوَّتِي؟ أَمْ لَحْمِي مِنْ نُحَاسٍ؟ | ١٢ 12 |
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
| حَقّاً لَمْ تَعُدْ لَدَيَّ قُوَّةٌ لأُغِيثَ نَفْسِي، وَكُلُّ عَوْنٍ قَدْ أُقْصِيَ عَنِّي. | ١٣ 13 |
Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me?
| الإِنْسَانُ الْمَكْرُوبُ يَحْتَاجُ إِلَى وَفَاءِ أَصْدِقَائِهِ، حَتَّى لَوْ تَخَلَّى عَنْ خَشْيَةِ الْقَدِيرِ. | ١٤ 14 |
“To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
| قَدْ غَدَرَ بِي إِخْوَانِي كَسَيْلٍ انْقَطَعَ مَاؤُهُ، وَكَمِيَاهِ الأَوْدِيَةِ الْعَابِرَةِ، | ١٥ 15 |
My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
| الَّتِي عَكَّرَهَا الْبَرَدُ حَيْثُ يَخْتَفِي فِيهَا الْجَلِيدُ، | ١٦ 16 |
which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
| فَتَتَلاشَى فِي فَصْلِ الْجَفَافِ، وَتَخْتَفِي مِنْ مَكَانِهَا عِنْدَ اشْتِدَادِ الْحَرِّ، | ١٧ 17 |
In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
| فَتَحِيدُ الْقَوَافِلُ عَنْ طَرِيقِهَا وَتُوْغِلُ فِي التِّيهِ فَتَهْلِكُ. | ١٨ 18 |
The caravans that travel beside them turn away. They go up into the waste, and perish.
| بَحَثَتْ عَنْهَا قَوَافِلُ تَيْمَاءَ، وَقَوَافِلُ سَبَأَ رَجَتِ الْعُثُورَ عَلَيْهَا. | ١٩ 19 |
The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
| اعْتَرَتْهُمُ الْخَيْبَةُ لأَنَّهُمْ أَمَّلُوا فِيهَا، وَعِنْدَمَا أَقْبَلُوا إِلَيْهَا اسْتَبَدَّ بِهِمِ الْخَجَلُ. | ٢٠ 20 |
They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
| وَالآنَ قَدْ أَصْبَحْتُمْ مِثْلَهَا. أَبْصَرْتُمْ بَلِيَّتِي فَفَزَعْتُمْ. | ٢١ 21 |
For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
| هَلْ طَلَبْتُ مِنْكُمْ شَيْئاً، أَوْ سَأَلْتُكُمْ أَنْ تَرْشُوا مِنْ مَالِكُمْ مِنْ أَجْلِي؟ | ٢٢ 22 |
Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’? or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?
| هَلْ قُلْتُ: أَنْقِذُونِي مِنْ قَبْضَةِ الْخَصْمِ، أَوِ افْدُونِي مِنْ نِيرِ الْعُتَاةِ؟ | ٢٣ 23 |
or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’? or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?
| عَلِّمُونِي فَأَسْكُتَ، وَأَفْهِمُونِي مَا ضَلَلْتُ فِيهِ. | ٢٤ 24 |
“Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand my error.
| مَا أَشَدَّ وَقْعَ قَوْلِ الْحَقِّ، وَلَكِنْ عَلَى مَاذَا يُبَرْهِنُ تَوْبِيخُكُمْ؟ | ٢٥ 25 |
How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what does it reprove?
| أَتَبْغُونَ مُقَارَعَةَ كَلامِي بالْحُجَّةِ، وَكَلِمَاتُ الْبَائِسِ تَذْهَبُ أَدْرَاجَ الرِّيَاحِ؟ | ٢٦ 26 |
Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
| أَنْتُمْ تُلْقُونَ الْقُرْعَةَ حَتَّى عَلَى الْيَتِيمِ، وَتُسَاوِمُونَ عَلَى الصَّدِيقِ. | ٢٧ 27 |
Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
| وَالآنَ تَلَطَّفُوا بِالنَّظَرِ إِلَيَّ لأَنَّنِي لَنْ أَكْذِبَ عَلَيْكُمْ. | ٢٨ 28 |
Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I will not lie to your face.
| ارْجِعُوا، لَا تَكُونُوا حَائِرِينَ، فَإِنَّ أَمَانَتِي مُعَرَّضَةٌ لِلاتِّهَامِ. | ٢٩ 29 |
Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
| أَفِي لِسَانِي ظُلْمٌ، أَمْ مَذَاقِي لَا يُمَيِّزُ مَا هُوَ فَاسِدٌ؟ | ٣٠ 30 |
Is there injustice on my tongue? Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?
