Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
| قَدْ كَرِهْتُ حَيَاتِي، لِهَذَا أُطْلِقُ الْعَنَانَ لِشَكْوَايَ، وَأَتَحَدَّثُ عَنْ أَشْجَانِي فِي مَرَارَةِ نَفْسِي، | ١ |
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why you contend with me.
| قَائِلاً لِلهِ: لَا تَسْتَذْنِبْنِي. فَهِّمْنِي لِمَاذَا تُخَاصِمُنِي؟ | ٢ |
3 Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and shine on the counsel of the wicked?
| أَيَحْلُو لَكَ أَنْ تَظْلِمَ وَتَنْبِذَ عَمَلَ يَدِكَ، وَتُحَبِّذَ مَشُورَةَ الأَشْرَارِ؟ | ٣ |
4 Have you eyes of flesh? or see you as man sees?
| أَلَكَ عَيْنَا بَشَرٍ، أَمْ كَنَظَرِ الإِنْسَانِ تَنْظُرُ؟ | ٤ |
5 Are your days as the days of man? are your years as man’s days,
| هَلْ أَيَّامُكَ مِثْلُ أَيَّامِ الإِنْسَانِ، أَمْ سِنُوكَ فِي قِصَرِ سِنِيِ الْبَشَرِ، | ٥ |
6 That you enquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
| حَتَّى تَبْحَثَ عَنْ إِثْمِي وَتُنَقِّبَ عَنْ خَطَايَايَ؟ | ٦ |
7 You know that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of your hand.
| فَأَنْتَ عَالِمٌ أَنِّي لَسْتُ مُذْنِباً، وَأَنَّهُ لَا مُنْقِذَ مِنْ يَدِكَ. | ٧ |
8 Your hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet you do destroy me.
| قَدْ كَوَّنَتْنِي يَدَاكَ وَصَنَعَتَانِي بِجُمْلَتِي، وَالآنَ الْتَفَتَّ إِلَيَّ لِتَسْحَقَنِي! | ٨ |
9 Remember, I beseech you, that you have made me as the clay; and will you bring me into dust again?
| اذْكُرْ أَنَّكَ جَبَلْتَنِي مِنْ طِينٍ، أَتُرْجِعُنِي بَعْدُ إِلَى التُّرَابِ؟ | ٩ |
10 Have you not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
| أَلَمْ تَصُبَّنِي كَاللَّبَنِ وَتُخَثِّرْنِي كَالْجُبْنِ؟ | ١٠ |
11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and have fenced me with bones and sinews.
| كَسَوْتَنِي جِلْداً وَلَحْماً، فَنَسَجْتَنِي بِعِظَامٍ وَعَصَبٍ. | ١١ |
12 You have granted me life and favor, and your visitation has preserved my spirit.
| مَنَحْتَنِي حَيَاةً وَرَحْمَةً، وَحَفِظَتْ عِنَايَتُكَ رُوحِي. | ١٢ |
13 And these things have you hid in your heart: I know that this is with you.
| كَتَمْتَ هَذِهِ الأُمُورَ فِي قَلْبِكَ، إِلّا أَنِّي عَلِمْتُ أَنَّ هَذَا قَصْدُكَ. | ١٣ |
14 If I sin, then you mark me, and you will not acquit me from my iniquity.
| إِنْ أَخْطَأْتُ فَأَنْتَ تُرَاقِبُنِي، وَلا تُبْرِئُنِي مِنْ إِثْمِي. | ١٤ |
15 If I be wicked, woe to me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see you my affliction;
| إِنْ أَذْنَبْتُ فَوَيْلٌ لِي. وَإِنْ كُنْتُ بَارّاً لَا أَرْفَعُ رَأْسِي، لأَنِّي مُمْتَلِئٌ هَوَاناً وَنَاظِرٌ مَذَلَّتِي، | ١٥ |
16 For it increases. You hunt me as a fierce lion: and again you show yourself marvelous on me.
| وَإِنْ شَمَخْتُ بِرَأْسِي تَقْتَنِصُنِي كَالأَسَدِ، ثُمَّ تَعُودُ فَتَصُولُ عَلَيَّ. | ١٦ |
17 You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me; changes and war are against me.
| تُجَدِّدُ شُهُودَكَ ضِدِّي، وَتُضْرِمُ غَضَبَكَ عَلَيَّ، وَتُؤَلِّبُ جُيُوشاً تَتَنَاوَبُ ضِدِّي. | ١٧ |
18 Why then have you brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
| لِمَاذَا أَخْرَجْتَنِي مِنَ الرَّحِمِ؟ أَلَمْ يَكُنْ خَيْراً لَوْ أَسْلَمْتُ الرُّوحَ وَلَمْ تَرَنِي عَيْنٌ؟ | ١٨ |
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
| فَأَكُونُ كَأَنِّي لَمْ أَكُنْ فَأُنْقَلُ مِنَ الرَّحِمِ إِلَى الْقَبْرِ. | ١٩ |
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
| أَلَيْسَتْ أَيَّامِي قَلِيلَةً؟ كُفَّ عَنِّي لَعَلِّي أَتَمَتَّعُ بِبَعْضِ الْبَهْجَةِ، | ٢٠ |
21 Before I go from where I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
| قَبْلَ أَنْ أَمْضِيَ إِلَى حَيْثُ لَا أَعُودُ، إِلَى أَرْضِ الظُّلْمَةِ وَظِلِّ الْمَوْتِ، | ٢١ |
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
| إِلَى أَرْضِ الظُّلْمَةِ الْمُتَكَاثِفَةِ وَالْفَوْضَى، حَيْثُ الإِشْرَاقُ فِيهَا كَاللَّيْلِ الْبَهِيمِ». | ٢٢ |
