Job 8
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answereth and saith: —
| וַיַּעַן בִּלְדַּד הַשּׁוּחִי וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ |
2 Till when dost thou speak these things? And a strong wind — sayings of thy mouth?
| עַד־אָן תְּמַלֶּל־אֵלֶּה וְרוּחַ כַּבִּיר אִמְרֵי־פִֽיךָ׃ |
3 Doth God pervert judgment? And doth the Mighty One pervert justice?
| הַאֵל יְעַוֵּת מִשְׁפָּט וְאִם־שַׁדַּי יְעַוֵּת־צֶֽדֶק׃ |
4 If thy sons have sinned before Him, And He doth send them away, By the hand of their transgression,
| אִם־בָּנֶיךָ חָֽטְאוּ־לוֹ וַֽיְשַׁלְּחֵם בְּיַד־פִּשְׁעָֽם׃ |
5 If thou dost seek early unto God, And unto the Mighty makest supplication,
| אִם־אַתָּה תְּשַׁחֵר אֶל־אֵל וְאֶל־שַׁדַּי תִּתְחַנָּֽן׃ |
6 If pure and upright thou [art], Surely now He waketh for thee, And hath completed The habitation of thy righteousness.
| אִם־זַךְ וְיָשָׁר אָתָּה כִּֽי־עַתָּה יָעִיר עָלֶיךָ וְשִׁלַּם נְוַת צִדְקֶֽךָ׃ |
7 And thy beginning hath been small, And thy latter end is very great.
| וְהָיָה רֵאשִׁיתְךָ מִצְעָר וְאַחֲרִֽיתְךָ יִשְׂגֶּה מְאֹֽד׃ |
8 For, ask I pray thee of a former generation, And prepare to a search of their fathers,
| כִּֽי־שְׁאַל־נָא לְדֹר רִישׁוֹן וְכוֹנֵן לְחֵקֶר אֲבוֹתָֽם׃ |
9 (For of yesterday we [are], and we know not, For a shadow [are] our days on earth.)
| כִּֽי־תְמוֹל אֲנַחְנוּ וְלֹא נֵדָע כִּי צֵל יָמֵינוּ עֲלֵי־אָֽרֶץ׃ |
10 Do they not shew thee — speak to thee, And from their heart bring forth words?
| הֲלֹא־הֵם יוֹרוּךָ יֹאמְרוּ לָךְ וּמִלִּבָּם יוֹצִאוּ מִלִּֽים׃ |
11 'Doth a rush wise without mire? A reed increase without water?
| הֲיִֽגְאֶה־גֹּמֶא בְּלֹא בִצָּה יִשְׂגֶּה־אָחוּ בְלִי־מָֽיִם׃ |
12 While it [is] in its budding — uncropped, Even before any herb it withereth.
| עֹדֶנּוּ בְאִבּוֹ לֹא יִקָּטֵף וְלִפְנֵי כׇל־חָצִיר יִיבָֽשׁ׃ |
13 So [are] the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,
| כֵּן אׇרְחוֹת כׇּל־שֹׁכְחֵי אֵל וְתִקְוַת חָנֵף תֹּאבֵֽד׃ |
14 Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.
| אֲשֶׁר־יָקוֹט כִּסְלוֹ וּבֵית עַכָּבִישׁ מִבְטַחֽוֹ׃ |
15 He leaneth on his house — and it standeth not: He taketh hold on it — and it abideth not.
| יִשָּׁעֵן עַל־בֵּיתוֹ וְלֹא יַעֲמֹד יַחֲזִיק בּוֹ וְלֹא יָקֽוּם׃ |
16 Green he [is] before the sun, And over his garden his branch goeth out.
| רָטֹב הוּא לִפְנֵי־שָׁמֶשׁ וְעַל גַּנָּתוֹ יֹנַקְתּוֹ תֵצֵֽא׃ |
17 By a heap his roots are wrapped, A house of stones he looketh for.
| עַל־גַּל שׇׁרָשָׁיו יְסֻבָּכוּ בֵּית אֲבָנִים יֶחֱזֶֽה׃ |
18 If [one] doth destroy him from his place, Then it hath feigned concerning him, I have not seen thee!
| אִם־יְבַלְּעֶנּוּ מִמְּקֹמוֹ וְכִחֶשׁ בּוֹ לֹא רְאִיתִֽיךָ׃ |
19 Lo, this [is] the joy of his way, And from the dust others spring up.'
| הֶן־הוּא מְשׂוֹשׂ דַּרְכּוֹ וּמֵעָפָר אַחֵר יִצְמָֽחוּ׃ |
20 Lo, God doth not reject the perfect, Nor taketh hold on the hand of evil doers.
| הֶן־אֵל לֹא יִמְאַס־תָּם וְלֹֽא־יַחֲזִיק בְּיַד־מְרֵעִֽים׃ |
21 While he filleth with laughter thy mouth, And thy lips with shouting,
| עַד־יְמַלֵּה שְׂחוֹק פִּיךָ וּשְׂפָתֶיךָ תְרוּעָֽה׃ |
22 Those hating thee do put on shame, And the tent of the wicked is not!
| שֹׂנְאֶיךָ יִלְבְּשׁוּ־בֹשֶׁת וְאֹהֶל רְשָׁעִים אֵינֶֽנּוּ׃ |
