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| וַיַּ֖עַן יְהוָ֥ה אֶת־אִיֹּ֗וב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ | 1 |
And Jehovah doth answer Job, and saith: —
| הֲ֭רֹב עִם־שַׁדַּ֣י יִסֹּ֑ור מֹוכִ֖יחַ אֱלֹ֣והַּ יַעֲנֶֽנָּה׃ פ | 2 |
Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.
| וַיַּ֖עַן אִיֹּ֥וב אֶת־יְהוָ֗ה וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ | 3 |
And Job answereth Jehovah, and saith: —
| הֵ֣ן קַ֭לֹּתִי מָ֣ה אֲשִׁיבֶ֑ךָּ יָ֝דִ֗י שַׂ֣מְתִּי לְמֹו־פִֽי׃ | 4 |
Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth.
| אַחַ֣ת דִּ֭בַּרְתִּי וְלֹ֣א אֶֽעֱנֶ֑ה וּ֝שְׁתַּ֗יִם וְלֹ֣א אֹוסִֽיף׃ פ | 5 |
Once I have spoken, and I answer not, And twice, and I add not.
| וַיַּֽעַן־יְהוָ֣ה אֶת־אִ֭יֹּוב מִנ סְעָרָה (מִ֥ן ׀ סְעָרָ֗ה) וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ | 6 |
And Jehovah answereth Job out of the whirlwind, and saith: —
| אֱזָר־נָ֣א כְגֶ֣בֶר חֲלָצֶ֑יךָ אֶ֝שְׁאָלְךָ֗ וְהֹודִיעֵֽנִי׃ | 7 |
Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know.
| הַ֭אַף תָּפֵ֣ר מִשְׁפָּטִ֑י תַּ֝רְשִׁיעֵ֗נִי לְמַ֣עַן תִּצְדָּֽק׃ | 8 |
Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous?
| וְאִם־זְרֹ֖ועַ כָּאֵ֥ל ׀ לָ֑ךְ וּ֝בְקֹ֗ול כָּמֹ֥הוּ תַרְעֵֽם׃ | 9 |
And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder?
| עֲדֵ֥ה נָ֣א גָֽאֹ֣ון וָגֹ֑בַהּ וְהֹ֖וד וְהָדָ֣ר תִּלְבָּֽשׁ׃ | 10 |
Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on.
| הָ֭פֵץ עֶבְרֹ֣ות אַפֶּ֑ךָ וּרְאֵ֥ה כָל־גֵּ֝אֶ֗ה וְהַשְׁפִּילֵֽהוּ׃ | 11 |
Scatter abroad the wrath of thine anger, And see every proud one, and make him low.
| רְאֵ֣ה כָל־גֵּ֭אֶה הַכְנִיעֵ֑הוּ וַהֲדֹ֖ךְ רְשָׁעִ֣ים תַּחְתָּֽם׃ | 12 |
See every proud one — humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place.
| טָמְנֵ֣ם בֶּעָפָ֣ר יָ֑חַד פְּ֝נֵיהֶ֗ם חֲבֹ֣שׁ בַּטָּמֽוּן׃ | 13 |
Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.
| וְגַם־אֲנִ֥י אֹודֶ֑ךָּ כִּֽי־תֹושִׁ֖עַ לְךָ֣ יְמִינֶֽךָ׃ | 14 |
And even I — I do praise thee, For thy right hand giveth salvation to thee.
| הִנֵּה־נָ֣א בְ֭הֵמֹות אֲשֶׁר־עָשִׂ֣יתִי עִמָּ֑ךְ חָ֝צִ֗יר כַּבָּקָ֥ר יֹאכֵֽל׃ | 15 |
Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.
| הִנֵּה־נָ֣א כֹחֹ֣ו בְמָתְנָ֑יו וְ֝אֹנֹ֗ו בִּשְׁרִירֵ֥י בִטְנֹֽו׃ | 16 |
Lo, I pray thee, his power [is] in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.
| יַחְפֹּ֣ץ זְנָבֹ֣ו כְמֹו־אָ֑רֶז גִּידֵ֖י פַחֲדֹו (פַחֲדָ֣יו) יְשֹׂרָֽגוּ׃ | 17 |
He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,
| עֲ֭צָמָיו אֲפִיקֵ֣י נְחוּשָׁ֑ה גְּ֝רָמָ֗יו כִּמְטִ֥יל בַּרְזֶֽל׃ | 18 |
His bones [are] tubes of brass, His bones [are] as a bar of iron.
| ה֖וּא רֵאשִׁ֣ית דַּרְכֵי־אֵ֑ל הָ֝עֹשֹׂו יַגֵּ֥שׁ חַרְבֹּֽו׃ | 19 |
He [is] a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
| כִּֽי־ב֭וּל הָרִ֣ים יִשְׂאוּ־לֹ֑ו וְֽכָל־חַיַּ֥ת הַ֝שָּׂדֶ֗ה יְשַֽׂחֲקוּ־שָֽׁם׃ | 20 |
For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
| תַּֽחַת־צֶאֱלִ֥ים יִשְׁכָּ֑ב בְּסֵ֖תֶר קָנֶ֣ה וּבִצָּֽה׃ | 21 |
Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
| יְסֻכֻּ֣הוּ צֶאֱלִ֣ים צִֽלֲלֹ֑ו יְ֝סֻבּ֗וּהוּ עַרְבֵי־נָֽחַל׃ | 22 |
Cover him do shades, [with] their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
| הֵ֤ן יַעֲשֹׁ֣ק נָ֭הָר לֹ֣א יַחְפֹּ֑וז יִבְטַ֓ח ׀ כִּֽי־יָגִ֖יחַ יַרְדֵּ֣ן אֶל־פִּֽיהוּ׃ | 23 |
Lo, a flood oppresseth — he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.
| בְּעֵינָ֥יו יִקָּחֶ֑נּוּ בְּ֝מֹֽוקְשִׁ֗ים יִנְקָב־אָֽף׃ | 24 |
Before his eyes doth [one] take him, With snares doth [one] pierce the nose?
