Job 17
1 My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished — graves [are] for me.
| تَلِفَتْ رُوحِي وَانْطَفَأَتْ أَيَّامِي، وَالْقَبْرُ مُعَدٌّ لِي. | ١ |
2 If not — mockeries [are] with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.
| الْمُسْتَهْزِئُونَ يُحَاصِرُونَنِي، الَّذِينَ تَشْهَدُ عَيْنِي مُشَاجَرَاتِهِمْ. | ٢ |
3 Place, I pray Thee, my pledge with Thee; Who is he that striketh hand with me?
| كُنْ لِي ضَامِناً عِنْدَ نَفْسِكَ، إِذْ مَنْ يُمْكِنُ أَنْ يَكُونَ كَفِيلِي؟ | ٣ |
4 For their heart Thou hast hidden From understanding, Therefore Thou dost not exalt them.
| فَأَنْتَ حَجَبْتَ الْفِطْنَةَ عَنْ قُلُوبِهِمْ، لِذَلِكَ لَنْ تُظْفِرَهُمْ، | ٤ |
5 For a portion he sheweth friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.
| وَلْتَتْلَفْ عُيُونُ أَبْنَاءِ مَنْ يَشِي بِأَصْحَابِهِ طَمَعاً فِي أَمْلاكِهِمْ. | ٥ |
6 And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
| لَقَدْ جَعَلَنِي مَثَلاً لِلأُمَمِ، وَصَارَ وَجْهِي مَبْصَقَةً. | ٦ |
7 And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
| كَلَّتْ عَيْنَايَ حُزْناً وَأَصْبَحَتْ أَعْضَائِي كَالظِّلِّ، | ٧ |
8 Astonished are the upright at this, And the innocent against the profane Stirreth himself up.
| فَزِعَ الْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ مِنْ هَذَا، وَثَارَ الْبَرِيءُ عَلَى الْفَاجِرِ، | ٨ |
9 And the righteous layeth hold [on] his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And — dumb are they all.
| أَمَّا الصِّدِّيقُ فَيَتَمَسَّكُ بِطَرِيقِهِ، وَيَزْدَادُ الطَّاهِرُ الْيَدَيْنِ قُوَّةً. | ٩ |
10 Return, and come in, I pray you, And I find not among you a wise man.
| وَلَكِنِ ارْجِعُوا جَمِيعُكُمْ، تَعَالَوْا كُلُّكُمْ، فَلا أَجِدُ فِيكُمْ حَكِيماً. | ١٠ |
11 My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
| قَدْ عَبَرَتْ أَيَّامِي، وَتَمَزَّقَتْ مَآرِبِي الَّتِي هِيَ رَغْبَاتُ قَلْبِي. | ١١ |
12 Night for day they appoint, Light [is] near because of darkness.
| يَجْعَلُونَ اللَّيْلَ نَهَاراً، وَعَلَى الرَّغْمِ مِنَ الظُّلْمَةِ يَقُولُونَ:’إِنَّ النُّورَ قَرِيبٌ!‘ | ١٢ |
| إِذَا رَجَوْتُ أَنْ تَكوُنَ الْهَاوِيَةُ مَقَرّاً لِي، وَمَهَّدْتُ فِي الظَّلامِ فِرَاشِي، (Sheol h7585) | ١٣ |
14 To corruption I have called: — 'Thou [art] my father.' 'My mother' and 'my sister' — to the worm.
| وَإِنْ قُلْتُ لِلْقَبْرِ أَنْتَ أَبِي، وَلِلدُّودِ أَنْتَ أُمِّي أَوْ أُخْتِي، | ١٤ |
15 And where [is] now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
| فَأَيْنَ إِذاً آمَالِي؟ وَمَنْ يُعَايِنُ رَجَائِي؟ | ١٥ |
