Job 40
1 God continued speaking to Job.
| وَاسْتَطْرَدَ الرَّبُّ قَائِلاً لأَيُّوبَ: | ١ |
2 “Are you still going to fight with the Almighty and try to set him straight? Anyone who argues with God must give some answers.”
| «أَيُخَاصِمُ اللّائِمُ الْقَدِيرَ؟ لِيُجِبِ المُشْتَكِي عَلَى اللهِ». | ٢ |
3 Job answered the Lord,
| عِنْدَئِذٍ أَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ الرَّبَّ: | ٣ |
4 “Me—I am nothing at all. I have no answers. I put my hand in front of my mouth.
| «انْظُرْ، أَنَا حَقِيرٌ فَبِمَاذَا أُجِيبُكَ؟ هَا أَنَا أَضَعُ يَدِي عَلَى فَمِي | ٤ |
5 I have already said far too much and I won't say anything more.”
| لَقَدْ تَكَلَّمْتُ مَرَّةً وَلَنْ أُجِيبَ، وَمَرَّتَيْنِ وَلَنْ أُضِيفَ». | ٥ |
6 Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind,
| حِينَئِذٍ أَجَابَ الرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ مِنَ الْعَاصِفَةِ: | ٦ |
7 “Prepare yourself, be strong, for I am going to question you, and you must answer me.
| «اشْدُدْ حَقَوَيْكَ وَكُنْ رَجُلاً، فَأَسْأَلَكَ وَتُجِيبَنِي. | ٧ |
8 Are you really going to say my decisions are wrong? Are you going to condemn me so you can be right?
| أَتَشُكُّ فِي قَضَائِي أَوْ تَسْتَذْنِبُنِي لِتُبَرِّرَ نَفْسَكَ؟ | ٨ |
9 Are you as powerful as I am? Does your voice thunder like mine?
| أَتَمْلِكُ ذِرَاعاً كَذِرَاعِ اللهِ؟ أَتُرْعِدُ بِمِثْلِ صَوْتِهِ؟ | ٩ |
10 Why don't you dress yourself with majesty and dignity, and clothe yourself with glory and splendor!
| إِذاً تَسَرْبَلْ بِالْجَلالِ وَالْعَظَمَةِ، وَتَزَيَّنْ بِالْمَجْدِ وَالْبَهَاءِ. | ١٠ |
11 Let loose your fierce anger. Humble the proud with a glance.
| صُبَّ فَيْضَ غَضَبِكَ، وَانْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَكَبِّرٍ وَاخْفِضْهُ. | ١١ |
12 Bring down the proud with your gaze; tread the wicked underfoot right where they are.
| انْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَذَلّلْهُ، وَدُسِ الأَشْرَارَ فِي مَوَاضِعِهِمْ. | ١٢ |
13 Bury them in the dust; lock them away in the grave.
| اطْمِرْهُمْ كُلَّهُمْ فِي التُّرَابِ مَعاً، وَاحْبِسْ وُجُوهَهُمْ فِي الْهَاوِيَةِ. | ١٣ |
14 Then I will also agree that your own strength can save you.
| عِنْدَئِذٍ أَعْتَرِفُ لَكَ بِأَنَّ يَمِينَكَ قَادِرَةٌ عَلَى إِنْقَاذِكَ. | ١٤ |
15 Consider Behemoth, a creature I made just like I made you. It eats grass like cattle.
| انْظُرْ إِلَى بَهِيمُوثَ (الْحَيَوَانِ الضَّخْمِ) الَّذِي صَنَعْتُهُ مَعَكَ، فَإِنَّهُ يَأْكُلُ الْعُشْبَ كَالْبَقَرِ. | ١٥ |
16 Look at its powerful loins, the muscles of its belly.
| إِنَّ قُوَّتَهُ فِي مَتْنَيْهِ، وَشِدَّتَهُ فِي عَضَلِ بَطْنِهِ. | ١٦ |
17 It bends its tail like a cedar; its thigh sinews are strong.
| يَنْتَصِبُ ذَيْلُهُ كَشَجَرَةِ أَرْزٍ، وَعَضَلاتُ فَخْذَيْهِ مَضْفُورَةٌ. | ١٧ |
18 Its bones are like bronze tubes; its limbs like iron rods.
| عِظَامُهُ أَنَابِيبُ نُحَاسٍ وَأَطْرَافُهُ قُضْبَانُ حَدِيدٍ، | ١٨ |
19 It is the most important example of what God can do; only the one who made it can approach it with a sword.
| إِنَّهُ أَعْجَبُ كُلِّ الْخَلائِقِ، وَلا يَقْدِرُ أَنْ يَهْزِمَهُ إِلّا الَّذِي خَلَقَهُ. | ١٩ |
20 The hills produce food for it, and all the wild animals play there.
| تَنْمُو الأَعْشَابُ الَّتِي يَتَغَذَّى بِها عَلَى الْجِبَالِ، حَيْثُ تَمْرَحُ وُحُوشُ الْبَرِّيَّةِ. | ٢٠ |
21 It lies under the lotus; it hides in the reeds of the marsh.
| يَرْبِضُ تَحْتَ شُجَيْرَاتِ السِّدْرِ، وَبَيْنَ الْحَلْفَاءِ فِي الْمُسْتَنْقَعَاتِ. | ٢١ |
22 The lotus covers it with shade; the willow trees of the valley surround it.
| يَسْتَظِلُّ بِشُجَيْرَاتِ السِّدْرِ، وَبِالصَّفْصَافِ عَلَى الْمِيَاهِ الْجَارِيَةِ | ٢٢ |
23 Even if the river is in flood, it is not concerned; it remains calm when the Jordan river surges against it.
| لَا يُخَامِرُهُ الْخَوْفُ إِنْ هَاجَ النَّهْرُ، وَيَظَلُّ مُطْمَئِنّاً وَلَوِ انْدَفَقَ نَهْرُ الأُرْدُنِّ فِي فَمِهِ. | ٢٣ |
24 No one can catch it while it is watching, or pierce its nose with a noose.
| مَنْ يَقْدِرُ أَنْ يَصْطَادَهُ مِنَ الأَمَامِ، أَوْ يَثْقُبَ أَنْفَهُ بِخِزَامَةٍ؟ | ٢٤ |
