< איוב 6 >
וַיַּעַן אִיּוֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ | 1 |
Then Job answered and said:
לוּ שָׁקוֹל יִשָּׁקֵל כַּעְשִׂי והיתי וְהַוָּתִי בְּֽמֹאזְנַיִם יִשְׂאוּ־יָֽחַד׃ | 2 |
O that my grief were weighed thoroughly! That my calamities were put together in the balance!
כִּֽי־עַתָּה מֵחוֹל יַמִּים יִכְבָּד עַל־כֵּן דְּבָרַי לָֽעוּ׃ | 3 |
Surely they would be heavier than the sand of the sea; On this account were my words rash.
כִּי חִצֵּי שַׁדַּי עִמָּדִי אֲשֶׁר חֲמָתָם שֹׁתָה רוּחִי בִּעוּתֵי אֱלוֹהַּ יַֽעַרְכֽוּנִי׃ | 4 |
For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; Their poison drinketh up my spirit; The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
הֲיִֽנְהַק־פֶּרֶא עֲלֵי־דֶשֶׁא אִם יִגְעֶה־שּׁוֹר עַל־בְּלִילֽוֹ׃ | 5 |
Doth the wild ass bray in the midst of grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
הֲיֵאָכֵל תָּפֵל מִבְּלִי־מֶלַח אִם־יֶשׁ־טַעַם בְּרִיר חַלָּמֽוּת׃ | 6 |
Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
מֵאֲנָה לִנְגּוֹעַ נַפְשִׁי הֵמָּה כִּדְוֵי לַחְמִֽי׃ | 7 |
That which my soul abhorreth to touch Hath become my loathsome food.
מִֽי־יִתֵּן תָּבוֹא שֶֽׁאֱלָתִי וְתִקְוָתִי יִתֵּן אֱלֽוֹהַּ׃ | 8 |
O that I might have my request, And that God would grant me that which I long for!
וְיֹאֵל אֱלוֹהַּ וִֽידַכְּאֵנִי יַתֵּר יָדוֹ וִֽיבַצְּעֵֽנִי׃ | 9 |
That it would please God to destroy me; That he would let loose his hand, and make an end of me!
וּתְהִי עוֹד ׀ נֶחָמָתִי וַאֲסַלְּדָה בְחִילָה לֹא יַחְמוֹל כִּי־לֹא כִחַדְתִּי אִמְרֵי קָדֽוֹשׁ׃ | 10 |
Yet it should still be my consolation, Yea, in unsparing anguish I would exult, That I have not denied the commands of the Holy One.
מַה־כֹּחִי כִֽי־אֲיַחֵל וּמַה־קִּצִּי כִּֽי־אַאֲרִיךְ נַפְשִֽׁי׃ | 11 |
What is my strength, that I should hope? And what mine end, that I should be patient?
אִם־כֹּחַ אֲבָנִים כֹּחִי אִֽם־בְּשָׂרִי נָחֽוּשׁ׃ | 12 |
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh brass?
הַאִם אֵין עֶזְרָתִי בִי וְתֻשִׁיָּה נִדְּחָה מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ | 13 |
Alas, there is no help within me! Deliverance is driven from me!
לַמָּס מֵרֵעֵהוּ חָסֶד וְיִרְאַת שַׁדַּי יַעֲזֽוֹב׃ | 14 |
To the afflicted, kindness should be shown by a friend; Else he casteth off the fear of the Almighty.
אַחַי בָּגְדוּ כְמוֹ־נָחַל כַּאֲפִיק נְחָלִים יַעֲבֹֽרוּ׃ | 15 |
But my brethren are faithless like a brook; Like streams of the valley that pass away;
הַקֹּדְרִים מִנִּי־קָרַח עָלֵימוֹ יִתְעַלֶּם־שָֽׁלֶג׃ | 16 |
Which are turbid by reason of the ice, And the snow, which hideth itself in them.
בְּעֵת יְזֹרְבוּ נִצְמָתוּ בְּחֻמּוֹ נִדְעֲכוּ מִמְּקוֹמָֽם׃ | 17 |
As soon as they flow forth, they vanish; When the heat cometh, they are dried up from their place.
יִלָּפְתוּ אָרְחוֹת דַּרְכָּם יַעֲלוּ בַתֹּהוּ וְיֹאבֵֽדוּ׃ | 18 |
The caravans turn aside to them on their way; They go up into the desert, and perish.
הִבִּיטוּ אָרְחוֹת תֵּמָא הֲלִיכֹת שְׁבָא קִוּוּ־לָֽמוֹ׃ | 19 |
The caravans of Tema look for them; The companies of Sheba expect to see them;
בֹּשׁוּ כִּֽי־בָטָח בָּאוּ עָדֶיהָ וַיֶּחְפָּֽרוּ׃ | 20 |
They are ashamed that they have relied on them; They come to their place, and are confounded.
כִּֽי־עַתָּה הֱיִיתֶם לא לוֹ תִּֽרְאוּ חֲתַת וַתִּירָֽאוּ׃ | 21 |
So ye also are nothing; Ye see a terror, and shrink back.
הֲֽכִי־אָמַרְתִּי הָבוּ לִי וּמִכֹּחֲכֶם שִׁחֲדוּ בַעֲדִֽי׃ | 22 |
Have I said, Bring me gifts? Or, Give a present for me out of your substance?
וּמַלְּטוּנִי מִיַּד־צָר וּמִיַּד עָרִיצִים תִּפְדּֽוּנִי׃ | 23 |
Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? Or, Rescue me from the hand of the violent?
הוֹרוּנִי וַאֲנִי אַחֲרִישׁ וּמַה־שָּׁגִיתִי הָבִינוּ לִֽי׃ | 24 |
Convince me, and I will hold my peace; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
מַה־נִּמְרְצוּ אִמְרֵי־יֹשֶׁר וּמַה־יּוֹכִיחַ הוֹכֵחַ מִכֶּֽם׃ | 25 |
How powerful are the words of truth! But what do your reproaches prove?
הַלְהוֹכַח מִלִּים תַּחְשֹׁבוּ וּלְרוּחַ אִמְרֵי נֹאָֽשׁ׃ | 26 |
Do ye mean to censure words? The words of a man in despair are but wind.
אַף־עַל־יָתוֹם תַּפִּילוּ וְתִכְרוּ עַל־רֵֽיעֲכֶֽם׃ | 27 |
Truly ye spread a net for the fatherless; Ye dig a pit for your friend.
וְעַתָּה הוֹאִילוּ פְנוּ־בִי וְעַל־פְּנֵיכֶם אִם־אֲכַזֵּֽב׃ | 28 |
Look now upon me, I pray you; For to your very face can I speak falsehood?
שֻֽׁבוּ־נָא אַל־תְּהִי עַוְלָה ושבי וְשׁוּבוּ עוֹד צִדְקִי־בָֽהּ׃ | 29 |
Return, I pray, and let there be no unfairness; Yea, return; —still is my cause righteous.
הֲיֵשׁ־בִּלְשׁוֹנִי עַוְלָה אִם־חִכִּי לֹא־יָבִין הַוּֽוֹת׃ | 30 |
Is there iniquity on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern what is sinful?