< איוב 3 >
אַחֲרֵי־כֵן פָּתַח אִיּוֹב אֶת־פִּיהוּ וַיְקַלֵּל אֶת־יוֹמֽוֹ׃ | 1 |
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
וַיַּעַן אִיּוֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ | 2 |
And this is what he said:
יֹאבַד יוֹם אִוָּלֶד בּוֹ וְהַלַּיְלָה אָמַר הֹרָה גָֽבֶר׃ | 3 |
“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’
הַיּוֹם הַהוּא יְֽהִי חֹשֶׁךְ אַֽל־יִדְרְשֵׁהוּ אֱלוֹהַּ מִמָּעַל וְאַל־תּוֹפַע עָלָיו נְהָרָֽה׃ | 4 |
If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
יִגְאָלֻהוּ חֹשֶׁךְ וְצַלְמָוֶת תִּשְׁכָּן־עָלָיו עֲנָנָה יְבַעֲתֻהוּ כִּֽמְרִירֵי יֽוֹם׃ | 5 |
May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יִקָּחֵהוּ אֹפֶל אַל־יִחַדְּ בִּימֵי שָׁנָה בְּמִסְפַּר יְרָחִים אַל־יָבֹֽא׃ | 6 |
If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.
הִנֵּה הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יְהִי גַלְמוּד אַל־תָּבֹא רְנָנָה בֽוֹ׃ | 7 |
Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
יִקְּבֻהוּ אֹרְרֵי־יוֹם הָעֲתִידִים עֹרֵר לִוְיָתָֽן׃ | 8 |
May it be cursed by those who curse the day — those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
יֶחְשְׁכוּ כּוֹכְבֵי נִשְׁפּוֹ יְקַו־לְאוֹר וָאַיִן וְאַל־יִרְאֶה בְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 9 |
May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.
כִּי לֹא סָגַר דַּלְתֵי בִטְנִי וַיַּסְתֵּר עָמָל מֵעֵינָֽי׃ | 10 |
For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
לָמָּה לֹּא מֵרֶחֶם אָמוּת מִבֶּטֶן יָצָאתִי וְאֶגְוָֽע׃ | 11 |
Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
מַדּוּעַ קִדְּמוּנִי בִרְכָּיִם וּמַה־שָּׁדַיִם כִּי אִינָֽק׃ | 12 |
Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
כִּֽי־עַתָּה שָׁכַבְתִּי וְאֶשְׁקוֹט יָשַׁנְתִּי אָז ׀ יָנוּחַֽ לִֽי׃ | 13 |
For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
עִם־מְלָכִים וְיֹעֲצֵי אָרֶץ הַבֹּנִים חֳרָבוֹת לָֽמוֹ׃ | 14 |
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
אוֹ עִם־שָׂרִים זָהָב לָהֶם הַֽמְמַלְאִים בָּתֵּיהֶם כָּֽסֶף׃ | 15 |
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
אוֹ כְנֵפֶל טָמוּן לֹא אֶהְיֶה כְּעֹלְלִים לֹא־רָאוּ אֽוֹר׃ | 16 |
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
שָׁם רְשָׁעִים חָדְלוּ רֹגֶז וְשָׁם יָנוּחוּ יְגִיעֵי כֹֽחַ׃ | 17 |
There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
יַחַד אֲסִירִים שַׁאֲנָנוּ לֹא שָׁמְעוּ קוֹל נֹגֵֽשׂ׃ | 18 |
The captives enjoy their ease; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
קָטֹן וְגָדוֹל שָׁם הוּא וְעֶבֶד חָפְשִׁי מֵאֲדֹנָֽיו׃ | 19 |
Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
לָמָּה יִתֵּן לְעָמֵל אוֹר וְחַיִּים לְמָרֵי נָֽפֶשׁ׃ | 20 |
Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
הַֽמְחַכִּים לַמָּוֶת וְאֵינֶנּוּ וַֽיַּחְפְּרֻהוּ מִמַּטְמוֹנִֽים׃ | 21 |
who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
הַשְּׂמֵחִים אֱלֵי־גִיל יָשִׂישׂוּ כִּי יִמְצְאוּ־קָֽבֶר׃ | 22 |
who rejoice and greatly exult when they can find the grave?
לְגֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר־דַּרְכּוֹ נִסְתָּרָה וַיָּסֶךְ אֱלוֹהַּ בַּעֲדֽוֹ׃ | 23 |
Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
כִּֽי־לִפְנֵי לַחְמִי אַנְחָתִי תָבֹא וַֽיִּתְּכוּ כַמַּיִם שַׁאֲגֹתָֽי׃ | 24 |
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
כִּי פַחַד פָּחַדְתִּי וַיֶּאֱתָיֵנִי וַאֲשֶׁר יָגֹרְתִּי יָבֹא לִֽי׃ | 25 |
For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has befallen me.
לֹא שָׁלַוְתִּי ׀ וְלֹא שָׁקַטְתִּי וְֽלֹא־נָחְתִּי וַיָּבֹא רֹֽגֶז׃ | 26 |
I am not at ease or quiet; I have no rest, for trouble has come.”