< אִיּוֹב 39 >
הֲיָדַ֗עְתָּ עֵ֭ת לֶ֣דֶת יַעֲלֵי־סָ֑לַע חֹלֵ֖ל אַיָּלֹ֣ות תִּשְׁמֹֽר׃ | 1 |
Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? dost thou mark the calving of the hinds?
תִּסְפֹּ֣ר יְרָחִ֣ים תְּמַלֶּ֑אנָה וְ֝יָדַ֗עְתָּ עֵ֣ת לִדְתָּֽנָה׃ | 2 |
Dost thou number the months that they fulfil? and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
תִּ֭כְרַעְנָה יַלְדֵיהֶ֣ן תְּפַלַּ֑חְנָה חֶבְלֵיהֶ֥ם תְּשַׁלַּֽחְנָה׃ | 3 |
They bow themselves, they give birth to their young ones, they cast out their pains;
יַחְלְמ֣וּ בְ֭נֵיהֶם יִרְבּ֣וּ בַבָּ֑ר יָ֝צְא֗וּ וְלֹא־שָׁ֥בוּ לָֽמֹו׃ | 4 |
Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field, they go forth, and return not unto them.
מִֽי־שִׁלַּ֣ח פֶּ֣רֶא חָפְשִׁ֑י וּמֹסְרֹ֥ות עָ֝רֹ֗וד מִ֣י פִתֵּֽחַ׃ | 5 |
Who hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager,
אֲשֶׁר־שַׂ֣מְתִּי עֲרָבָ֣ה בֵיתֹ֑ו וּֽמִשְׁכְּנֹותָ֥יו מְלֵֽחָה׃ | 6 |
Whose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings?
יִ֭שְׂחַק לַהֲמֹ֣ון קִרְיָ֑ה תְּשֻׁאֹ֥ות נֹ֝וגֵ֗שׂ לֹ֣א יִשְׁמָֽע׃ | 7 |
He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver;
יְת֣וּר הָרִ֣ים מִרְעֵ֑הוּ וְאַחַ֖ר כָּל־יָרֹ֣וק יִדְרֹֽושׁ׃ | 8 |
The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
הֲיֹ֣אבֶה רֵּ֣ים עָבְדֶ֑ךָ אִם־יָ֝לִ֗ין עַל־אֲבוּסֶֽךָ׃ | 9 |
Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib?
הֲֽתִקְשָׁר־רֵ֭ים בְּתֶ֣לֶם עֲבֹתֹ֑ו אִם־יְשַׂדֵּ֖ד עֲמָקִ֣ים אַחֲרֶֽיךָ׃ | 10 |
Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
הֲֽתִבְטַח־בֹּ֖ו כִּי־רַ֣ב כֹּחֹ֑ו וְתַעֲזֹ֖ב אֵלָ֣יו יְגִיעֶֽךָ׃ | 11 |
Wilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
הֲתַאֲמִ֣ין בֹּ֖ו כִּי־יָשׁוּב (יָשִׁ֣יב) זַרְעֶ֑ךָ וְֽגָרְנְךָ֥ יֶאֱסֹֽף׃ | 12 |
Wilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?
כְּנַף־רְנָנִ֥ים נֶעֱלָ֑סָה אִם־אֶ֝בְרָ֗ה חֲסִידָ֥ה וְנֹצָֽה׃ | 13 |
The wing of the ostrich beats joyously — But is it the stork's pinion and plumage?
כִּֽי־תַעֲזֹ֣ב לָאָ֣רֶץ בֵּצֶ֑יהָ וְֽעַל־עָפָ֥ר תְּחַמֵּֽם׃ | 14 |
For she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust,
וַ֭תִּשְׁכַּח כִּי־רֶ֣גֶל תְּזוּרֶ֑הָ וְחַיַּ֖ת הַשָּׂדֶ֣ה תְּדוּשֶֽׁהָ׃ | 15 |
And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.
הִקְשִׁ֣יחַ בָּנֶ֣יהָ לְּלֹא־לָ֑הּ לְרִ֖יק יְגִיעָ֣הּ בְּלִי־פָֽחַד׃ | 16 |
She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labour is in vain, without her concern.
כִּֽי־הִשָּׁ֣הּ אֱלֹ֣והַּ חָכְמָ֑ה וְלֹא־חָ֥לַק לָ֝֗הּ בַּבִּינָֽה׃ | 17 |
For God hath deprived her of wisdom, and hath not furnished her with understanding.
כָּ֭עֵת בַּמָּרֹ֣ום תַּמְרִ֑יא תִּֽשְׂחַ֥ק לַ֝סּ֗וּס וּלְרֹֽכְבֹֽו׃ | 18 |
What time she lasheth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.
הֲתִתֵּ֣ן לַסּ֣וּס גְּבוּרָ֑ה הֲתַלְבִּ֖ישׁ צַוָּארֹ֣ו רַעְמָֽה׃ | 19 |
Hast thou given strength to the horse? hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
הְֽ֭תַרְעִישֶׁנּוּ כָּאַרְבֶּ֑ה הֹ֖וד נַחְרֹ֣ו אֵימָֽה׃ | 20 |
Dost thou make him to leap as a locust? His majestic snorting is terrible.
יַחְפְּר֣וּ בָ֭עֵמֶק וְיָשִׂ֣ישׂ בְּכֹ֑חַ יֵ֝צֵ֗א לִקְרַאת־נָֽשֶׁק׃ | 21 |
He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in [his] strength; he goeth forth to meet the armed host.
יִשְׂחַ֣ק לְ֭פַחַד וְלֹ֣א יֵחָ֑ת וְלֹֽא־יָ֝שׁ֗וּב מִפְּנֵי־חָֽרֶב׃ | 22 |
He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from before the sword.
עָ֭לָיו תִּרְנֶ֣ה אַשְׁפָּ֑ה לַ֖הַב חֲנִ֣ית וְכִידֹֽון׃ | 23 |
The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.
בְּרַ֣עַשׁ וְ֭רֹגֶז יְגַמֶּא־אָ֑רֶץ וְלֹֽא־יַ֝אֲמִ֗ין כִּי־קֹ֥ול שֹׁופָֽר׃ | 24 |
He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage, and cannot contain himself at the sound of the trumpet:
בְּדֵ֤י שֹׁפָ֨ר ׀ יֹ֘אמַ֤ר הֶאָ֗ח וּֽ֭מֵרָחֹוק יָרִ֣יחַ מִלְחָמָ֑ה רַ֥עַם שָׂ֝רִים וּתְרוּעָֽה׃ | 25 |
At the noise of the trumpets he saith, Aha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
הֲֽ֭מִבִּינָ֣תְךָ יַֽאֲבֶר־נֵ֑ץ יִפְרֹ֖שׂ כְּנָפֹו (כְּנָפָ֣יו) לְתֵימָֽן׃ | 26 |
Doth the hawk fly by thine intelligence, [and] stretch his wings toward the south?
אִם־עַל־פִּ֭יךָ יַגְבִּ֣יהַּ נָ֑שֶׁר וְ֝כִ֗י יָרִ֥ים קִנֹּֽו׃ | 27 |
Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make his nest on high?
סֶ֣לַע יִ֭שְׁכֹּן וְיִתְלֹנָ֑ן עַֽל־שֶׁן־סֶ֝֗לַע וּמְצוּדָֽה׃ | 28 |
He inhabiteth the rock and maketh his dwelling on the point of the cliff, and the fastness:
מִשָּׁ֥ם חָֽפַר־אֹ֑כֶל לְ֝מֵרָחֹ֗וק עֵינָ֥יו יַבִּֽיטוּ׃ | 29 |
From thence he spieth out the prey, his eyes look into the distance;
וְאֶפְרֹחֹו (וְאֶפְרֹחָ֥יו) יְעַלְעוּ־דָ֑ם וּבַאֲשֶׁ֥ר חֲ֝לָלִ֗ים שָׁ֣ם הֽוּא׃ פ | 30 |
And his young ones suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is he.