Job 24
1 Why are times not stored up by the Ruler of all, and why do those who have knowledge of him not see his days?
| «لِمَاذَا إِذْ لَمْ تَخْتَبِئِ ٱلْأَزْمِنَةُ مِنَ ٱلْقَدِيرِ، لَا يَرَى عَارِفُوهُ يَوْمَهُ؟ | ١ |
2 The landmarks are changed by evil men, they violently take away flocks, together with their keepers.
| يَنْقُلُونَ ٱلتُّخُومَ. يَغْتَصِبُونَ قَطِيعًا وَيَرْعَوْنَهُ. | ٢ |
3 They send away the ass of him who has no father, they take the widow's ox for debt.
| يَسْتَاقُونَ حِمَارَ ٱلْيَتَامَى، وَيَرْتَهِنُونَ ثَوْرَ ٱلْأَرْمَلَةِ. | ٣ |
4 The crushed are turned out of the way; all the poor of the earth go into a secret place together.
| يَصُدُّونَ ٱلْفُقَرَاءَ عَنِ ٱلطَّرِيقِ. مَسَاكِينُ ٱلْأَرْضِ يَخْتَبِئُونَ جَمِيعًا. | ٤ |
5 Like asses in the waste land they go out to their work, looking for food with care; from the waste land they get bread for their children.
| هَا هُمْ كَٱلْفَرَاءِ فِي ٱلْقَفْرِ يَخْرُجُونَ إِلَى عَمَلِهِمْ يُبَكِّرُونَ لِلطَّعَامِ. ٱلْبَادِيَةُ لَهُمْ خُبْزٌ لِأَوْلَادِهِمْ. | ٥ |
6 They get mixed grain from the field, and they take away the late fruit from the vines of those who have wealth.
| فِي ٱلْحَقْلِ يَحْصُدُونَ عَلَفَهُمْ، وَيُعَلِّلُونَ كَرْمَ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ. | ٦ |
7 They take their rest at night without clothing, and have no cover in the cold.
| يَبِيتُونَ عُرَاةً بِلَا لِبْسٍ، وَلَيْسَ لَهُمْ كُسْوَةٌ فِي ٱلْبَرْدِ. | ٧ |
8 They are wet with the rain of the mountains, and get into the cracks of the rock for cover.
| يَبْتَلُّونَ مِنْ مَطَرِ ٱلْجِبَالِ، وَلِعَدَمِ ٱلْمَلْجَإِ يَعْتَنِقُونَ ٱلصَّخْرَ. | ٨ |
9 The child without a father is forced from its mother's breast, and they take the young children of the poor for debt.
| «يَخْطَفُونَ ٱلْيَتِيمَ عَنِ ٱلثُّدِيِّ، وَمِنَ ٱلْمَسَاكِينِ يَرْتَهِنُونَ. | ٩ |
10 Others go about without clothing, and though they have no food, they get in the grain from the fields.
| عُرَاةً يَذْهَبُونَ بِلَا لِبْسٍ، وَجَائِعِينَ يَحْمِلُونَ حُزَمًا. | ١٠ |
11 Between the lines of olive-trees they make oil; though they have no drink, they are crushing out the grapes.
| يَعْصِرُونَ ٱلزَّيْتَ دَاخِلَ أَسْوَارِهِمْ. يَدُوسُونَ ٱلْمَعَاصِرَ وَيَعْطَشُونَ. | ١١ |
12 From the town come sounds of pain from those who are near death, and the soul of the wounded is crying out for help; but God does not take note of their prayer.
| مِنَ ٱلْوَجَعِ أُنَاسٌ يَئِنُّونَ، وَنَفْسُ ٱلْجَرْحَى تَسْتَغِيثُ، وَٱللهُ لَا يَنْتَبِهُ إِلَى ٱلظُّلْمِ. | ١٢ |
13 Then there are those who are haters of the light, who have no knowledge of its ways, and do not go in them.
| «أُولَئِكَ يَكُونُونَ بَيْنَ ٱلْمُتَمَرِّدِينَ عَلَى ٱلنُّورِ. لَا يَعْرِفُونَ طُرُقَهُ وَلَا يَلْبَثُونَ فِي سُبُلِهِ. | ١٣ |
14 He who is purposing death gets up before day, so that he may put to death the poor and those in need.
| مَعَ ٱلنُّورِ يَقُومُ ٱلْقَاتِلُ، يَقْتُلُ ٱلْمِسْكِينَ وَٱلْفَقِيرَ، وَفِي ٱللَّيْلِ يَكُونُ كَٱللِّصِّ. | ١٤ |
15 And the man whose desire is for the wife of another is waiting for the evening, saying, No eye will see me; and he puts a cover on his face. And in the night the thief goes about;
| وَعَيْنُ ٱلزَّانِي تُلَاحِظُ ٱلْعِشَاءَ. يَقُولُ: لَا تُرَاقِبُنِي عَيْنٌ. فَيَجْعَلُ سِتْرًا عَلَى وَجْهِهِ. | ١٥ |
16 In the dark he makes holes in the walls of houses: in the daytime they are shutting themselves up, they have no knowledge of the light.
| يَنْقُبُونَ ٱلْبُيُوتَ فِي ٱلظَّلَامِ. فِي ٱلنَّهَارِ يُغْلِقُونَ عَلَى أَنْفُسِهِمْ. لَا يَعْرِفُونَ ٱلنُّورَ. | ١٦ |
17 For the middle of the night is as morning to them, they are not troubled by the fear of the dark.
| لِأَنَّهُ سَوَاءٌ عَلَيْهِمُ ٱلصَّبَاحُ وَظِلُّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. لِأَنَّهُمْ يَعْلَمُونَ أَهْوَالَ ظِلِّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. | ١٧ |
18 They go quickly on the face of the waters; their heritage is cursed in the earth; the steps of the crusher of grapes are not turned to their vine-garden.
| خَفِيفٌ هُوَ عَلَى وَجْهِ ٱلْمِيَاهِ. مَلْعُونٌ نَصِيبُهُمْ فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ. لَا يَتَوَجَّهُ إِلَى طَرِيقِ ٱلْكُرُومِ. | ١٨ |
| ٱلْقَحْطُ وَٱلْقَيْظُ يَذْهَبَانِ بِمِيَاهِ ٱلثَّلْجِ، كَذَا ٱلْهَاوِيَةُ بِٱلَّذِينَ أَخْطَأُوا. (Sheol h7585) | ١٩ |
20 The public place of his town has no more knowledge of him, and his name has gone from the memory of men: he is rooted up like a dead tree.
| تَنْسَاهُ ٱلرَّحِمُ، يَسْتَحْلِيهِ ٱلدُّودُ. لَا يُذْكَرُ بَعْدُ، وَيَنْكَسِرُ ٱلْأَثِيمُ كَشَجَرَةٍ. | ٢٠ |
21 He is not kind to the widow, and he has no pity for her child.
| يُسِيءُ إِلَى ٱلْعَاقِرِ ٱلَّتِي لَمْ تَلِدْ، وَلَا يُحْسِنُ إِلَى ٱلْأَرْمَلَةِ. | ٢١ |
22 But God by his power gives long life to the strong; he gets up again, though he has no hope of life.
| يُمْسِكُ ٱلْأَعِزَّاءَ بِقُوَّتِهِ. يَقُومُ فَلَا يَأْمَنُ أَحَدٌ بِحَيَاتِهِ. | ٢٢ |
23 He takes away his fear of danger and gives him support; and his eyes are on his ways.
| يُعْطِيهِ طُمَأْنِينَةً فَيَتَوَكَّلُ، وَلَكِنْ عَيْنَاهُ عَلَى طُرُقِهِمْ. | ٢٣ |
24 For a short time they are lifted up; then they are gone; they are made low, they are pulled off like fruit, and like the heads of grain they are cut off.
| يَتَرَفَّعُونَ قَلِيلًا ثُمَّ لَا يَكُونُونَ وَيُحَطُّونَ. كَٱلْكُلِّ يُجْمَعُونَ، وَكَرَأْسِ ٱلسُّنْبُلَةِ يُقْطَعُونَ. | ٢٤ |
25 And if it is not so, now, who will make it clear that my words are false, and that what I say is of no value?
| وَإِنْ لَمْ يَكُنْ كَذَا، فَمَنْ يُكَذِّبُنِي وَيَجْعَلُ كَلَامِي لَا شَيْئًا؟». | ٢٥ |
