Job 4
1 And Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said,
| فَأَجَابَ أَلِيفَازُ التَّيْمَانِيُّ: | ١ |
2 If a word were essayed to thee, wouldest thou be grieved? But who can refrain from speaking?
| «إِنْ جَازَفَ أَحَدٌ وَوَجَّهَ إِلَيْكَ كَلِمَةً فَهَلْ يَشُقُّ ذَلِكَ عَلَيْكَ؟ وَلَكِنْ مَنْ يَسْتَطِيعُ الامْتِنَاعَ عَنِ الْكَلامِ؟ | ٢ |
3 Behold, thou hast instructed many, and thou hast strengthened the weak hands;
| لَكَمْ أَرْشَدْتَ كَثِيرِينَ وَشَدَّدْتَ أَيَادِيَ مُرْتَخِيَةً. | ٣ |
4 Thy words have upholden him that was stumbling, and thou hast braced up the bending knees:
| وَلَكَمْ أَنْهَضَ كَلامُكَ الْعَاثِرَ، وَثَبَّتَّ الرُّكَبَ الْمُرْتَعِشَةَ! | ٤ |
5 But now it is come upon thee, and thou grievest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.
| وَالآنَ إِذْ دَاهَمَكَ الْكَرْبُ اعْتَرَاكَ السَّأَمُ، وَإِذْ مَسَّكَ سَاوَرَكَ الرُّعْبُ. | ٥ |
6 Hath not thy piety been thy confidence, and the perfection of thy ways thy hope?
| أَلَيْسَتْ تَقْوَاكَ هِيَ مُعْتَمَدُكَ، وَكَمَالُ طُرُقِكَ هُوَ رَجَاؤُكَ؟ | ٦ |
7 Remember, I pray thee, who that was innocent has perished? and where were the upright cut off?
| اذْكُرْ. هَلْ هَلَكَ أَحَدٌ وَهُوَ بَرِيءٌ؟ أَوْ أَيْنَ أُبِيدَ الصَّالِحُونَ؟ | ٧ |
8 Even as I have seen, they that plough iniquity and sow mischief, reap the same.
| بَلْ كَمَا شَاهَدْتَ فَإِنَّ الْحَارِثِينَ إِثْماً، وَالزَّارِعِينَ شَقَاوَةً، هُمْ يَحْصُدُونَهُمَا، | ٨ |
9 By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his nostrils are they consumed.
| وَبِنَسَمَةِ اللهِ يَفْنَوْنَ وَبِعَاصِفَةِ غَضَبِهِ يَهْلِكُونَ. | ٩ |
10 The roar of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken;
| قَدْ يَزْأَرُ الأَسَدُ وَيُزَمْجِرُ اللَّيْثُ، وَلَكِنْ أَنْيَابُ الأَشْبَالِ تَهَشَّمَتْ. | ١٠ |
11 The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, and the whelps of the lioness are scattered.
| يَهْلِكُ اللَّيْثُ لِتَعَذُّرِ وُجُودِ الْفَرِيسَةِ، وَتَتَشَتَّتُ أَشْبَالُ اللَّبُؤَةِ. | ١١ |
12 Now to me a word was secretly brought, and mine ear received a whisper thereof.
| ذَاتَ مَرَّةٍ أُسِرَّ إِلَيَّ بِكَلِمَةٍ، فَتَلَقَّفَتْ أُذُنِي مِنْهَا هَمْساً | ١٢ |
13 In thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men: —
| فَفِي غَمْرَةِ الْهَوَاجِسِ، فِي رُؤَى اللَّيْلِ، عِنْدَمَا طَغَى السُّبَاتُ عَلَى النَّاسِ، | ١٣ |
14 Fear came on me, and trembling, and made all my bones to shake;
| انْتَابَنِي رُعْبٌ وَرَعْدَةٌ أَرْجَفَا عِظَامِي، | ١٤ |
15 And a spirit passed before my face — the hair of my flesh stood up —
| وَخَطَرَتْ رُوحٌ أَمَامَ وَجْهِي، فَاقْشَعَرَّ شَعْرُ جَسَدِي. | ١٥ |
16 It stood still; I could not discern the appearance thereof: a form was before mine eyes; I heard a slight murmur and a voice:
| ثُمَّ وَقَفَتْ، غَيْرَ أَنِّي لَمْ أَتَبَيَّنْ مَلامِحَهَا. تَمَاثَلَ لِي شَكْلٌ مَا، وَبَعْدَ صَمْتٍ سَمِعْتُ صَوْتاً مُنْخَفِضاً يَقُولُ: | ١٦ |
17 Shall [mortal] man be more just than God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?
| أَيُمْكِنُ أَنْ يَكُونَ الإِنْسَانُ أَبَرَّ مِنَ اللهِ، أَمِ الرَّجُلُ أَطْهَرَ مِنْ خَالِقِهِ؟ | ١٧ |
18 Lo, he trusteth not his servants, and his angels he chargeth with folly:
| هَا إِنَّهُ لَا يَأْتَمِنُ عَبِيدَهُ، وَإِلَى مَلائِكَتِهِ يَنْسِبُ حَمَاقَةً، | ١٨ |
19 How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!
| فَكَمْ بِالْحَرِيِّ الْمَخْلُوقُونَ مِنْ طِينٍ، الَّذِينَ أَسَاسُهُمْ فِي التُّرَابِ، وَيُسْحَقُونَ مِثْلَ الْعُثِّ؟ | ١٩ |
20 From morning to evening are they smitten: without any heeding it, they perish for ever.
| يَتَحَطَّمُونَ بَيْنَ صَبَاحٍ وَمَسَاءٍ، وَيَبِيدُونَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يَنْتَبِهَ لَهُمْ أَحَدٌ. | ٢٠ |
21 Is not their tent-cord torn away in them? they die, and without wisdom.
| أَلا تُنْتَزَعُ مِنهُمْ حِبَالُ خِيَامِهِمْ وَيَمُوتُون مِنْ غَيْرِ حِكْمَةٍ؟ | ٢١ |
