איוב 30
| וְעַתָּה ׀ שָֽׂחֲקוּ עָלַי צְעִירִים מִמֶּנִּי לְיָמִים אֲשֶׁר־מָאַסְתִּי אֲבוֹתָם לָשִׁית עִם־כַּלְבֵי צֹאנִֽי׃ | 1 |
“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.
| גַּם־כֹּחַ יְדֵיהֶם לָמָּה לִּי עָלֵימוֹ אָבַד כָּֽלַח׃ | 2 |
Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
| בְּחֶסֶר וּבְכָפָן גַּלְמוּד הַֽעֹרְקִים צִיָּה אֶמֶשׁ שׁוֹאָה וּמְשֹׁאָֽה׃ | 3 |
They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
| הַקֹּטְפִים מַלּוּחַ עֲלֵי־שִׂיחַ וְשֹׁרֶשׁ רְתָמִים לַחְמָֽם׃ | 4 |
They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom tree are their food.
| מִן־גֵּו יְגֹרָשׁוּ יָרִיעוּ עָלֵימוֹ כַּגַּנָּֽב׃ | 5 |
They are driven out from among men. They cry after them as after a thief,
| בַּעֲרוּץ נְחָלִים לִשְׁכֹּן חֹרֵי עָפָר וְכֵפִֽים׃ | 6 |
so that they live in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
| בֵּין־שִׂיחִים יִנְהָקוּ תַּחַת חָרוּל יְסֻפָּֽחוּ׃ | 7 |
They bray among the bushes. They are gathered together under the nettles.
| בְּֽנֵי־נָבָל גַּם־בְּנֵי בְלִי־שֵׁם נִכְּאוּ מִן־הָאָֽרֶץ׃ | 8 |
They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men. They were flogged out of the land.
| וְעַתָּה נְגִינָתָם הָיִיתִי וָאֱהִי לָהֶם לְמִלָּֽה׃ | 9 |
“Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
| תִּֽעֲבוּנִי רָחֲקוּ מֶנִּי וּמִפָּנַי לֹא־חָשְׂכוּ רֹֽק׃ | 10 |
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.
| כִּֽי־יתרו יִתְרִי פִתַּח וַיְעַנֵּנִי וְרֶסֶן מִפָּנַי שִׁלֵּֽחוּ׃ | 11 |
For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
| עַל־יָמִין פִּרְחַח יָקוּמוּ רַגְלַי שִׁלֵּחוּ וַיָּסֹלּוּ עָלַי אָרְחוֹת אֵידָֽם׃ | 12 |
On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.
| נָתְסוּ נְֽתִיבָתִי לְהַוָּתִי יֹעִילוּ לֹא עֹזֵר לָֽמוֹ׃ | 13 |
They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.
| כְּפֶרֶץ רָחָב יֶאֱתָיוּ תַּחַת שֹׁאָה הִתְגַּלְגָּֽלוּ׃ | 14 |
As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.
| הָהְפַּךְ עָלַי בַּלָּהוֹת תִּרְדֹּף כָּרוּחַ נְדִבָתִי וּכְעָב עָבְרָה יְשֻׁעָתִֽי׃ | 15 |
Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
| וְעַתָּה עָלַי תִּשְׁתַּפֵּךְ נַפְשִׁי יֹאחֲזוּנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ | 16 |
“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
| לַיְלָה עֲצָמַי נִקַּר מֵעָלָי וְעֹרְקַי לֹא יִשְׁכָּבֽוּן׃ | 17 |
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
| בְּרָב־כֹּחַ יִתְחַפֵּשׂ לְבוּשִׁי כְּפִי כֻתָּנְתִּי יַֽאַזְרֵֽנִי׃ | 18 |
My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
| הֹרָנִי לַחֹמֶר וָאֶתְמַשֵּׁל כֶּעָפָר וָאֵֽפֶר׃ | 19 |
He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
| אֲשַׁוַּע אֵלֶיךָ וְלֹא תַעֲנֵנִי עָמַדְתִּי וַתִּתְבֹּנֶן בִּֽי׃ | 20 |
I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
| תֵּהָפֵךְ לְאַכְזָר לִי בְּעֹצֶם יָדְךָ תִשְׂטְמֵֽנִי׃ | 21 |
You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.
| תִּשָּׂאֵנִי אֶל־רוּחַ תַּרְכִּיבֵנִי וּתְמֹגְגֵנִי תשוה תּוּשִׁיָּֽה׃ | 22 |
You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
| כִּֽי־יָדַעְתִּי מָוֶת תְּשִׁיבֵנִי וּבֵית מוֹעֵד לְכָל־חָֽי׃ | 23 |
For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.
| אַךְ לֹא־בְעִי יִשְׁלַח־יָד אִם־בְּפִידוֹ לָהֶן שֽׁוּעַ׃ | 24 |
“However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
| אִם־לֹא בָכִיתִי לִקְשֵׁה־יוֹם עָֽגְמָה נַפְשִׁי לָאֶבְיֽוֹן׃ | 25 |
Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
| כִּי טוֹב קִוִּיתִי וַיָּבֹא רָע וַֽאֲיַחֲלָה לְאוֹר וַיָּבֹא אֹֽפֶל׃ | 26 |
When I looked for good, then evil came. When I waited for light, darkness came.
| מֵעַי רֻתְּחוּ וְלֹא־דָמּוּ קִדְּמֻנִי יְמֵי־עֹֽנִי׃ | 27 |
My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
| קֹדֵר הִלַּכְתִּי בְּלֹא חַמָּה קַמְתִּי בַקָּהָל אֲשַׁוֵּֽעַ׃ | 28 |
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
| אָח הָיִיתִי לְתַנִּים וְרֵעַ לִבְנוֹת יַעֲנָֽה׃ | 29 |
I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
| עוֹרִי שָׁחַר מֵעָלָי וְעַצְמִי־חָרָה מִנִּי־חֹֽרֶב׃ | 30 |
My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
| וַיְהִי לְאֵבֶל כִּנֹּרִי וְעֻגָבִי לְקוֹל בֹּכִֽים׃ | 31 |
Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
