Job 40
1 Moreover the LORD answered Job,
| وَاسْتَطْرَدَ الرَّبُّ قَائِلاً لأَيُّوبَ: | ١ |
2 “Shall he who argues contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.”
| «أَيُخَاصِمُ اللّائِمُ الْقَدِيرَ؟ لِيُجِبِ المُشْتَكِي عَلَى اللهِ». | ٢ |
3 Then Job answered the LORD,
| عِنْدَئِذٍ أَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ الرَّبَّ: | ٣ |
4 “Behold, I am of small account. What will I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth.
| «انْظُرْ، أَنَا حَقِيرٌ فَبِمَاذَا أُجِيبُكَ؟ هَا أَنَا أَضَعُ يَدِي عَلَى فَمِي | ٤ |
5 I have spoken once, and I will not answer; Yes, twice, but I will proceed no further.”
| 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 “Now brace yourself like a man. I will question you, and you will answer me.
| «اشْدُدْ حَقَوَيْكَ وَكُنْ رَجُلاً، فَأَسْأَلَكَ وَتُجِيبَنِي. | ٧ |
8 Will you even annul my judgement? Will you condemn me, that you may be justified?
| أَتَشُكُّ فِي قَضَائِي أَوْ تَسْتَذْنِبُنِي لِتُبَرِّرَ نَفْسَكَ؟ | ٨ |
9 Or do you have an arm like God? Can you thunder with a voice like him?
| أَتَمْلِكُ ذِرَاعاً كَذِرَاعِ اللهِ؟ أَتُرْعِدُ بِمِثْلِ صَوْتِهِ؟ | ٩ |
10 “Now deck yourself with excellency and dignity. Array yourself with honour and majesty.
| إِذاً تَسَرْبَلْ بِالْجَلالِ وَالْعَظَمَةِ، وَتَزَيَّنْ بِالْمَجْدِ وَالْبَهَاءِ. | ١٠ |
11 Pour out the fury of your anger. Look at everyone who is proud, and bring him low.
| صُبَّ فَيْضَ غَضَبِكَ، وَانْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَكَبِّرٍ وَاخْفِضْهُ. | ١١ |
12 Look at everyone who is proud, and humble him. Crush the wicked in their place.
| انْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَذَلّلْهُ، وَدُسِ الأَشْرَارَ فِي مَوَاضِعِهِمْ. | ١٢ |
13 Hide them in the dust together. Bind their faces in the hidden place.
| اطْمِرْهُمْ كُلَّهُمْ فِي التُّرَابِ مَعاً، وَاحْبِسْ وُجُوهَهُمْ فِي الْهَاوِيَةِ. | ١٣ |
14 Then I will also admit to you that your own right hand can save you.
| عِنْدَئِذٍ أَعْتَرِفُ لَكَ بِأَنَّ يَمِينَكَ قَادِرَةٌ عَلَى إِنْقَاذِكَ. | ١٤ |
15 “See now behemoth, which I made as well as you. He eats grass as an ox.
| انْظُرْ إِلَى بَهِيمُوثَ (الْحَيَوَانِ الضَّخْمِ) الَّذِي صَنَعْتُهُ مَعَكَ، فَإِنَّهُ يَأْكُلُ الْعُشْبَ كَالْبَقَرِ. | ١٥ |
16 Look now, his strength is in his thighs. His force is in the muscles of his belly.
| إِنَّ قُوَّتَهُ فِي مَتْنَيْهِ، وَشِدَّتَهُ فِي عَضَلِ بَطْنِهِ. | ١٦ |
17 He moves his tail like a cedar. The sinews of his thighs are knit together.
| يَنْتَصِبُ ذَيْلُهُ كَشَجَرَةِ أَرْزٍ، وَعَضَلاتُ فَخْذَيْهِ مَضْفُورَةٌ. | ١٧ |
18 His bones are like tubes of bronze. His limbs are like bars of iron.
| عِظَامُهُ أَنَابِيبُ نُحَاسٍ وَأَطْرَافُهُ قُضْبَانُ حَدِيدٍ، | ١٨ |
19 He is the chief of the ways of God. He who made him gives him his sword.
| إِنَّهُ أَعْجَبُ كُلِّ الْخَلائِقِ، وَلا يَقْدِرُ أَنْ يَهْزِمَهُ إِلّا الَّذِي خَلَقَهُ. | ١٩ |
20 Surely the mountains produce food for him, where all the animals of the field play.
| تَنْمُو الأَعْشَابُ الَّتِي يَتَغَذَّى بِها عَلَى الْجِبَالِ، حَيْثُ تَمْرَحُ وُحُوشُ الْبَرِّيَّةِ. | ٢٠ |
21 He lies under the lotus trees, in the covert of the reed, and the marsh.
| يَرْبِضُ تَحْتَ شُجَيْرَاتِ السِّدْرِ، وَبَيْنَ الْحَلْفَاءِ فِي الْمُسْتَنْقَعَاتِ. | ٢١ |
22 The lotuses cover him with their shade. The willows of the brook surround him.
| يَسْتَظِلُّ بِشُجَيْرَاتِ السِّدْرِ، وَبِالصَّفْصَافِ عَلَى الْمِيَاهِ الْجَارِيَةِ | ٢٢ |
23 Behold, if a river overflows, he doesn’t tremble. He is confident, though the Jordan swells even to his mouth.
| لَا يُخَامِرُهُ الْخَوْفُ إِنْ هَاجَ النَّهْرُ، وَيَظَلُّ مُطْمَئِنّاً وَلَوِ انْدَفَقَ نَهْرُ الأُرْدُنِّ فِي فَمِهِ. | ٢٣ |
24 Shall any take him when he is on the watch, or pierce through his nose with a snare?
| مَنْ يَقْدِرُ أَنْ يَصْطَادَهُ مِنَ الأَمَامِ، أَوْ يَثْقُبَ أَنْفَهُ بِخِزَامَةٍ؟ | ٢٤ |
