< أيُّوب 7 >
أَلَيْسَتْ حَيَاةُ الإِنْسَانِ جِهَاداً شَاقّاً عَلَى الأَرْضِ، وَأَيَّامُهُ كَأَيَّامِ الأَجِيرِ؟ | ١ 1 |
Is there not a time of service to man upon earth? And are not his days like the days of a hireling?
فَكَمَا يَتَشَوَّقُ الْعَبْدُ إِلَى الظِّلِّ، وَالأَجِيرُ يَرْتَقِبُ أُجْرَتَهُ، | ٢ 2 |
As a servant that eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hireling that looketh for his wages;
هَكَذَا كُتِبَتْ عَلَيَّ أَشْهُرُ سُوءٍ، وَلَيَالِي شَقَاءٍ قُدِّرَتْ لِي. | ٣ 3 |
So am I made to possess — months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
إِذَا رَقَدْتُ أَتَسَاءَلُ: مَتَى أَقُومُ؟ وَلَكِنَّ اللَّيْلَ طَوِيلٌ، وَأَشْبَعُ قَلَقاً إِلَى الصَّبَاحِ. | ٤ 4 |
When I lie down, I say: 'When shall I arise?' But the night is long, and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
اكْتَسَى لَحْمِي بِالدُّودِ وَحَمْأَةِ التُّرَابِ، وَجِلْدِي تَشَقَّقَ وَتَقَرَّحَ. | ٥ 5 |
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin closeth up and breaketh out afresh.
أَيَّامِي أَسْرَعُ مِنْ مَكُّوكِ النَّسَّاجِينَ، تَتَلاشَى مِنْ غَيْرِ رَجَاءٍ! | ٦ 6 |
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
فَاذْكُرْ يَا اللهُ أَنَّ حَيَاتِي لَيْسَتْ سِوَى نَسَمَةٍ، وَأَنَّ عَيْنَيَّ لَنْ تَعُودَا تَرَيَانِ الْخَيْرَ. | ٧ 7 |
O remember that my life is a breath; mine eye shall no more see good.
إِنَّ عَيْنَ مَنْ يَرَانِي الآنَ لَنْ تُبْصِرَنِي فِيمَا بَعْدُ، وَتَلْتَفِتُ عَيْنَاكَ إِلَيَّ فَلا تَجِدَانِنِي بَعْدُ. | ٨ 8 |
The eye of him that seeth me shall behold me no more; while Thine eyes are upon me, I am gone.
كَمَا يَضْمَحِلُّ السَّحَابُ وَيَزُولُ، هَكَذَا الْمُنْحَدِرُ إِلَى الْهَاوِيَةِ لَا يَصْعَدُ، (Sheol ) | ٩ 9 |
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more. (Sheol )
لَا يَرْجِعُ بَعْدُ إِلَى مَنْزِلِهِ، وَمَكَانُهُ لَا يَعْرِفُهُ بَعْدُ. | ١٠ 10 |
He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
لِذَلِكَ لَنْ أُلْجِمَ فَمِي، وَسَأَتَكَلَّمُ مِنْ عُمْقِ عَذَابِ رُوحِي، وَأَشْكُو فِي مَرَارَةِ نَفْسِي. | ١١ 11 |
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
أَبَحْرٌ أَنَا أَمْ تِنِّينٌ، حَتَّى أَقَمْتَ عَلَيَّ حَارِساً؟ | ١٢ 12 |
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, that Thou settest a watch over me?
إِنْ قُلْتُ: إِنَّ فِرَاشِي يُعَزِّينِي وَمَرْقَدِي يُزِيلُ كُرْبَتِي، | ١٣ 13 |
When I say: 'My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint';
فَأَنْتَ تُرَوِّعُنِي بِالأَحْلامِ وَتُرْهِبُنِي بِالرُّؤَى. | ١٤ 14 |
Then Thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions;
لِذَلِكَ فَضَّلْتُ الاخْتِنَاقَ وَالْمَوْتَ عَلَى جَسَدِي هَذَا. | ١٥ 15 |
So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than these my bones.
كَرِهْتُ حَيَاتِي، فَلَنْ أَحْيَا إِلَى الأَبَدِ، فَكُفَّ عَنِّي لأَنَّ أَيَّامِي نَفْخَةٌ. | ١٦ 16 |
I loathe it; I shall not live alway; let me alone; for my days are vanity.
مَنْ هُوَ الإِنْسَانُ حَتَّى تَعْتَبِرَهُ وَتُعِيرَهُ كُلَّ اهْتِمَامٍ؟ | ١٧ 17 |
What is man, that Thou shouldest magnify him, and that Thou shouldest set Thy heart upon him,
تَفْتَقِدُهُ فِي كُلِّ صَبَاحٍ وَتَمْتَحِنُهُ فِي كُلِّ لَحْظَةٍ؟ | ١٨ 18 |
And that Thou shouldest remember him every morning, and try him every moment?
حَتَّى مَتَى لَا تُحَوِّلُ وَجْهَكَ عَنِّي، وَتَكُفُّ رَيْثَمَا أَبْلَعُ رِيقِي؟ | ١٩ 19 |
How long wilt Thou not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
إِنْ أَخْطَأْتُ فَمَاذَا أَفْعَلُ لَكَ يَا رَقِيبَ النَّاسِ؟ لِمَاذَا جَعَلْتَنِي هَدَفاً لَكَ؟ لِمَاذَا جَعَلْتَنِي حِمْلاً عَلَى نَفْسِي؟ | ٢٠ 20 |
If I have sinned, what do I unto Thee, O Thou watcher of men? Why hast Thou set me as a mark for Thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
لِمَاذَا لَا تَصْفَحُ عَنْ إِثْمِي وَتُزِيلُ ذَنْبِي، لأَنَّنِي الآنَ أَرْقُدُ فِي التُّرَابِ، وَعِنْدَمَا تَبْحَثُ عَنِّي أَكُونُ قَدْ فَنِيتُ». | ٢١ 21 |
And why dost Thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust; and Thou wilt seek me, but I shall not be.