< אִיּוֹב 39 >
הֲיָדַ֗עְתָּ עֵ֭ת לֶ֣דֶת יַעֲלֵי־סָ֑לַע חֹלֵ֖ל אַיָּלֹ֣ות תִּשְׁמֹֽר׃ | 1 |
Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
תִּסְפֹּ֣ר יְרָחִ֣ים תְּמַלֶּ֑אנָה וְ֝יָדַ֗עְתָּ עֵ֣ת לִדְתָּֽנָה׃ | 2 |
Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
תִּ֭כְרַעְנָה יַלְדֵיהֶ֣ן תְּפַלַּ֑חְנָה חֶבְלֵיהֶ֥ם תְּשַׁלַּֽחְנָה׃ | 3 |
They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they cast out their fruit.
יַחְלְמ֣וּ בְ֭נֵיהֶם יִרְבּ֣וּ בַבָּ֑ר יָ֝צְא֗וּ וְלֹא־שָׁ֥בוּ לָֽמֹו׃ | 4 |
Their young ones wax strong, they grow up in the open field; they go forth, and return not again.
מִֽי־שִׁלַּ֣ח פֶּ֣רֶא חָפְשִׁ֑י וּמֹסְרֹ֥ות עָ֝רֹ֗וד מִ֣י פִתֵּֽחַ׃ | 5 |
Who hath sent out the wild ass free? Or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
אֲשֶׁר־שַׂ֣מְתִּי עֲרָבָ֣ה בֵיתֹ֑ו וּֽמִשְׁכְּנֹותָ֥יו מְלֵֽחָה׃ | 6 |
Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling-place.
יִ֭שְׂחַק לַהֲמֹ֣ון קִרְיָ֑ה תְּשֻׁאֹ֥ות נֹ֝וגֵ֗שׂ לֹ֣א יִשְׁמָֽע׃ | 7 |
He scorneth the tumult of the city, neither heareth he the shoutings 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 wild-ox be willing to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
הֲֽתִקְשָׁר־רֵ֭ים בְּתֶ֣לֶם עֲבֹתֹ֑ו אִם־יְשַׂדֵּ֖ד עֲמָקִ֣ים אַחֲרֶֽיךָ׃ | 10 |
Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
הֲֽתִבְטַח־בֹּ֖ו כִּי־רַ֣ב כֹּחֹ֑ו וְתַעֲזֹ֖ב אֵלָ֣יו יְגִיעֶֽךָ׃ | 11 |
Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
הֲתַאֲמִ֣ין בֹּ֖ו כִּי־יָשׁוּב (יָשִׁ֣יב) זַרְעֶ֑ךָ וְֽגָרְנְךָ֥ יֶאֱסֹֽף׃ | 12 |
Wilt thou rely on him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather the corn of thy threshing-floor?
כְּנַף־רְנָנִ֥ים נֶעֱלָ֑סָה אִם־אֶ֝בְרָ֗ה חֲסִידָ֥ה וְנֹצָֽה׃ | 13 |
The wing of the ostrich beateth joyously; but are her pinions and feathers the kindly stork's?
כִּֽי־תַעֲזֹ֣ב לָאָ֣רֶץ בֵּצֶ֑יהָ וְֽעַל־עָפָ֥ר תְּחַמֵּֽם׃ | 14 |
For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
וַ֭תִּשְׁכַּח כִּי־רֶ֣גֶל תְּזוּרֶ֑הָ וְחַיַּ֖ת הַשָּׂדֶ֣ה תְּדוּשֶֽׁהָ׃ | 15 |
And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may trample them.
הִקְשִׁ֣יחַ בָּנֶ֣יהָ לְּלֹא־לָ֑הּ לְרִ֖יק יְגִיעָ֣הּ בְּלִי־פָֽחַד׃ | 16 |
She is hardened against her young ones, as if they were not hers; though her labour be in vain, she is without fear;
כִּֽי־הִשָּׁ֣הּ אֱלֹ֣והַּ חָכְמָ֑ה וְלֹא־חָ֥לַק לָ֝֗הּ בַּבִּינָֽה׃ | 17 |
Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath He imparted to her understanding.
כָּ֭עֵת בַּמָּרֹ֣ום תַּמְרִ֑יא תִּֽשְׂחַ֥ק לַ֝סּ֗וּס וּלְרֹֽכְבֹֽו׃ | 18 |
When the time cometh, she raiseth her wings on high, and scorneth the horse and his rider.
הֲתִתֵּ֣ן לַסּ֣וּס גְּבוּרָ֑ה הֲתַלְבִּ֖ישׁ צַוָּארֹ֣ו רַעְמָֽה׃ | 19 |
Hast thou given the horse his strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with fierceness?
הְֽ֭תַרְעִישֶׁנּוּ כָּאַרְבֶּ֑ה הֹ֖וד נַחְרֹ֣ו אֵימָֽה׃ | 20 |
Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
יַחְפְּר֣וּ בָ֭עֵמֶק וְיָשִׂ֣ישׂ בְּכֹ֑חַ יֵ֝צֵ֗א לִקְרַאת־נָֽשֶׁק׃ | 21 |
He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; he goeth out to meet the clash of arms.
יִשְׂחַ֣ק לְ֭פַחַד וְלֹ֣א יֵחָ֑ת וְלֹֽא־יָ֝שׁ֗וּב מִפְּנֵי־חָֽרֶב׃ | 22 |
He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from 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 storm and rage; neither believeth he that it is the voice of the horn.
בְּדֵ֤י שֹׁפָ֨ר ׀ יֹ֘אמַ֤ר הֶאָ֗ח וּֽ֭מֵרָחֹוק יָרִ֣יחַ מִלְחָמָ֑ה רַ֥עַם שָׂ֝רִים וּתְרוּעָֽה׃ | 25 |
As oft as he heareth the horn he saith: 'Ha, ha!' 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 soar by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
אִם־עַל־פִּ֭יךָ יַגְבִּ֣יהַּ נָ֑שֶׁר וְ֝כִ֗י יָרִ֥ים קִנֹּֽו׃ | 27 |
Doth the vulture mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
סֶ֣לַע יִ֭שְׁכֹּן וְיִתְלֹנָ֑ן עַֽל־שֶׁן־סֶ֝֗לַע וּמְצוּדָֽה׃ | 28 |
She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the stronghold.
מִשָּׁ֥ם חָֽפַר־אֹ֑כֶל לְ֝מֵרָחֹ֗וק עֵינָ֥יו יַבִּֽיטוּ׃ | 29 |
From thence she spieth out the prey; her eyes behold it afar off.
וְאֶפְרֹחֹו (וְאֶפְרֹחָ֥יו) יְעַלְעוּ־דָ֑ם וּבַאֲשֶׁ֥ר חֲ֝לָלִ֗ים שָׁ֣ם הֽוּא׃ פ | 30 |
Her young ones also suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is she.