Job 39
1 “Do you know when mountain goats give birth? Have you watched the doe bear her fawn?
| هَلْ تُدْرِكُ مَتَى تَلِدُ أَوْعَالُ الصُّخُورِ أَمْ تَرْقُبُ مَخَاضَ الأَيَائِلِ؟ | ١ |
2 Can you count the months they are pregnant? Do you know the time they give birth?
| هَلْ تَحْسُبُ أَشْهُرَ حَمْلِهِنَّ، وَتَعْلَمُ مِيعَادَ وَضْعِهِنَّ، | ٢ |
3 They crouch down and bring forth their young; they deliver their newborn.
| حِينَ يَجْثُمْنَ لِيَضَعْنَ صِغَارَهُنَّ، وَيتَخَلَّصْنَ مِنْ آلامِ مَخَاضِهِنَّ؟ | ٣ |
4 Their young ones thrive and grow up in the open field; they leave and do not return.
| تَكْبُرُ صِغَارُهُنَّ، وَتَنْمُو فِي الْقَفْرِ، ثُمَّ تَشْرُدُ وَلا تَعُودُ. | ٤ |
5 Who set the wild donkey free? Who released the swift donkey from the harness?
| مَنْ أَطْلَقَ سَرَاحَ حِمَارِ الْوَحْشِ وَفَكَّ رُبُطَ حِمَارِ الْوَحْشِ؟ | ٥ |
6 I made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling.
| لِمَنْ أَعْطَيْتُ الصَّحْرَاءَ مَسْكَناً وَالأَرْضَ الْمِلْحِيَّةَ مَنْزِلاً؟ | ٦ |
7 He scorns the tumult of the city and never hears the shouts of a driver.
| فَيَسْخَرَ مِنْ جَلَبَةِ الْمُدُنِ وَلا يَسْمَعَ نِدَاءَ السَّائِقِ؟ | ٧ |
8 He roams the mountains for pasture, searching for any green thing.
| يَرْتَادُ الْجِبَالَ مَرْعىً لَهُ، وَيَلْتَمِسُ كُلَّ مَا هُوَ أَخْضَرُ، | ٨ |
9 Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night?
| أَيَرْضَى الثَّوْرُ الْوَحْشِيُّ أَنْ يَخْدُمَكَ؟ أَيَبِيتُ عِنْدَ مِعْلِفِكَ؟ | ٩ |
10 Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he plow the valleys behind you?
| أَتَرْبِطُهُ بِالنِّيرِ لِيَجُرَّ لَكَ الْمِحْرَاثَ، أَمْ يُمَهِّدُ الْوَادِي خَلْفَكَ؟ | ١٠ |
11 Can you rely on his great strength? Will you leave your hard work to him?
| أَتَتَّكِلُ عَلَيْهِ لِقُوَّتِهِ الْعَظِيمَةِ، وَتُكَلِّفُهُ الْقِيَامَ بِأَعْمَالِكَ؟ | ١١ |
12 Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor?
| أَتَثِقُ بِعَوْدَتِهِ حَامِلاً إِلَيْكَ حِنْطَتَكَ لِيُكَوِّمَهَا فِي بَيْدَرِكَ؟ | ١٢ |
13 The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but cannot match the pinions and feathers of the stork.
| يُرَفْرِفُ جَنَاحَا النَّعَامَةِ بِغِبْطَةٍ، وَلَكِنْ أَهُمَا جَنَاحَانِ مَكْسُوَّانِ بِرِيشِ الْمَحَبَّةِ؟ | ١٣ |
14 For she leaves her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand.
| فَهِيَ تَتْرُكُ بَيْضَهَا عَلَى الأَرْضِ لِيَدْفَأَ بِالتُّرَابِ، | ١٤ |
15 She forgets that a foot may crush them, or a wild animal may trample them.
| وَتَنْسَى أَنَّ الْقَدَمَ قَدْ تَطَأُ عَلَيْهِ، وَأَنَّ بَعْضَ الْحَيَوَانَاتِ الْكَاسِرَةِ قَدْ تُحَطِّمُهُ. | ١٥ |
16 She treats her young harshly, as if not her own, with no concern that her labor was in vain.
| إِنَّهَا تُعَامِلُ صِغَارَهَا بِقَسْوَةٍ كَأَنَّهَا لَيْسَتْ لَهَا، غَيْرَ آسِفَةٍ عَلَى ضَيَاعِ تَعَبِهَا، | ١٦ |
17 For God has deprived her of wisdom; He has not endowed her with understanding.
| لأَنَّ اللهَ قَدْ أَنْسَاهَا الْحِكْمَةَ، وَلَمْ يَمْنَحْهَا نَصِيباً مِنَ الْفَهْمِ. | ١٧ |
18 Yet when she proudly spreads her wings, she laughs at the horse and its rider.
| وَلَكِنْ مَا إِنْ تَبْسُطُ جَنَاحَيْهَا، لِتَجْرِيَ حَتَّى تَهْزَأَ بِالْفَرَسِ وَرَاكِبِهِ! | ١٨ |
19 Do you give strength to the horse or adorn his neck with a mane?
| أَأَنْتَ وَهَبْتَ الْفَرَسَ قُوَّتَهُ، وَكَسَوْتَ عُنُقَهُ عُرْفاً؟ | ١٩ |
20 Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?
| أَأَنْتَ تَجْعَلُهُ يَثِبُ كَجَرَادَةٍ؟ إنَّ نَخِيرَهُ الْهَائِلَ لَمُخِيفٌ. | ٢٠ |
21 He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.
| يَشُقُّ الْوَادِي بِحَوَافِرِهِ، وَيَمْرَحُ فِي جَمِّ نَشَاطِهِ، وَيَقْتَحِمُ الْمَعَارِكَ. | ٢١ |
22 He laughs at fear, frightened of nothing; he does not turn back from the sword.
| يَسْخَرُ مِنَ الْخَوْفِ وَلا يَرْتَاعُ، وَلا يَتَرَاجَعُ أَمَامَ السَّيْفِ. | ٢٢ |
23 A quiver rattles at his side, along with a flashing spear and lance.
| تَصِلُّ عَلَيْهِ جُعْبَةُ السِّهَامِ، وَأَيْضاً بَرِيقُ الرِّمَاحِ وَالْحِرَابِ. | ٢٣ |
24 Trembling with excitement, he devours the distance; he cannot stand still when the ram’s horn sounds.
| فِي جَرْيِهِ يَنْهَبُ الأَرْضَ بِعُنْفُوَانٍ وَغَضَبٍ وَلا يَسْتَقِرُّ فِي مَكَانِهِ عِنْدَ نَفْخِ بُوقِ الْحَرْبِ. | ٢٤ |
25 At the blast of the horn, he snorts with fervor. He catches the scent of battle from afar— the shouts of captains and the cry of war.
| عِنْدَمَا يُدَوِّي صَوْتُ الْبُوقِ يَقُولُ: هَهْ هَهْ! وَيَسْتَرْوِحُ الْمَعْرَكَةَ عَنْ بُعْدٍ، وَيَسْمَعُ زَئِيرَ الْقَادَةِ وَهُتَافَهُمْ. | ٢٥ |
26 Does the hawk take flight by your understanding and spread his wings toward the south?
| أَبِحِكْمَتِكَ يُحَلِّقُ الصَّقْرُ وَيَفْرِدُ جَنَاحَيْهِ نَحْوَ الْجَنُوبِ؟ | ٢٦ |
27 Does the eagle soar at your command and make his nest on high?
| أَبِأَمْرِكَ يُحَلِّقُ النَّسْرُ وَيَجْعَلُ وَكْرَهُ فِي الْعَلاءِ؟ | ٢٧ |
28 He dwells on a cliff and lodges there; his stronghold is on a rocky crag.
| يُعَشِّشُ بَيْنَ الصُّخُورِ، وَيَبِيتُ فِيهَا وَعَلَى جُرْفٍ صَخْرِيٍّ يَكُونُ مَعْقَلُهُ. | ٢٨ |
29 From there he spies out food; his eyes see it from afar.
| مِنْ هُنَاكَ يَتَرَصَّدُ قُوتَهُ، وَتَرْقُبُ عَيْنَاهُ فَرِيسَتَهُ مِنْ بَعِيدٍ. | ٢٩ |
30 His young ones feast on blood; and where the slain are, there he is.”
| وَتَأْكُلُ فِرَاخُهُ أَيْضاً الدِّمَاءَ، وَحَيْثُ تَكُونُ الْجُثَثُ تَتَجَمَّعُ النُّسُورُ». | ٣٠ |
