أَيُّوبَ 16
| فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
Then Job answered:
| «قَدْ سَمِعْتُ كَثِيرًا مِثْلَ هَذَا. مُعَزُّونَ مُتْعِبُونَ كُلُّكُمْ! | ٢ 2 |
“I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters are you all.
| هَلْ مِنْ نِهَايَةٍ لِكَلَامٍ فَارِغٍ؟ أَوْ مَاذَا يُهَيِّجُكَ حَتَّى تُجَاوِبَ؟ | ٣ 3 |
Is there no end to your long-winded speeches? What provokes you to continue testifying?
| أَنَا أَيْضًا أَسْتَطِيعُ أَنْ أَتَكَلَّمَ مِثْلَكُمْ، لَوْ كَانَتْ أَنْفُسُكُمْ مَكَانَ نَفْسِي، وَأَنْ أَسْرُدَ عَلَيْكُمْ أَقْوَالًا وَأُنْغِضَ رَأْسِي إِلَيْكُمْ. | ٤ 4 |
I could also speak like you if you were in my place; I could heap up words against you and shake my head at you.
| بَلْ كُنْتُ أُشَدِّدُكُمْ بِفَمِي، وَتَعْزِيَةُ شَفَتَيَّ تُمْسِكُكُمْ. | ٥ 5 |
But I would encourage you with my mouth, and the consolation of my lips would bring relief.
| «إِنْ تَكَلَّمْتُ لَمْ تَمْتَنِعْ كَآبَتِي، وَإِنْ سَكَتُّ فَمَاذَا يَذْهَبُ عَنِّي؟ | ٦ 6 |
Even if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I hold back, how will it go away?
| إِنَّهُ ٱلْآنَ ضَجَّرَنِي. خَرَّبْتَ كُلَّ جَمَاعَتِي. | ٧ 7 |
Surely He has now exhausted me; You have devastated all my family.
| قَبَضْتَ عَلَيَّ. وُجِدَ شَاهِدٌ. قَامَ عَلَيَّ هُزَالِي يُجَاوِبُ فِي وَجْهِي. | ٨ 8 |
You have bound me, and it has become a witness; my frailty rises up and testifies against me.
| غَضَبُهُ ٱفْتَرَسَنِي وَٱضْطَهَدَنِي. حَرَقَ عَلَيَّ أَسْنَانَهُ. عَدُوِّي يُحَدِّدُ عَيْنَيْهِ عَلَيَّ. | ٩ 9 |
His anger has torn me and opposed me; He gnashes His teeth at me. My adversary pierces me with His eyes.
| فَغَرُوا عَلَيَّ أَفْوَاهَهُمْ. لَطَمُونِي عَلَى فَكِّي تَعْيِيرًا. تَعَاوَنُوا عَلَيَّ جَمِيعًا. | ١٠ 10 |
They open their mouths against me and strike my cheeks with contempt; they join together against me.
| دَفَعَنِيَ ٱللهُ إِلَى ٱلظَّالِمِ، وَفِي أَيْدِي ٱلْأَشْرَارِ طَرَحَنِي. | ١١ 11 |
God has delivered me to unjust men; He has thrown me to the clutches of the wicked.
| كُنْتُ مُسْتَرِيحًا فَزَعْزَعَنِي، وَأَمْسَكَ بِقَفَايَ فَحَطَّمَنِي، وَنَصَبَنِي لَهُ غَرَضًا. | ١٢ 12 |
I was at ease, but He shattered me; He seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has set me up as His target;
| أَحَاطَتْ بِي رُمَاتُهُ. شَقَّ كُلْيَتَيَّ وَلَمْ يُشْفِقْ. سَفَكَ مَرَارَتِي عَلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ١٣ 13 |
His archers surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and spills my gall on the ground.
| يَقْتَحِمُنِي ٱقْتِحَامًا عَلَى ٱقْتِحَامٍ. يَعْدُو عَلَيَّ كَجَبَّارٍ. | ١٤ 14 |
He breaks me with wound upon wound; He rushes me like a mighty warrior.
| خِطْتُ مِسْحًا عَلَى جِلْدِي، وَدَسَسْتُ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ قَرْنِي. | ١٥ 15 |
I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my horn in the dust.
| اِحْمَرَّ وَجْهِي مِنَ ٱلْبُكَاءِ، وَعَلَى هُدْبِي ظِلُّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. | ١٦ 16 |
My face is red with weeping, and deep shadows ring my eyes;
| مَعَ أَنَّهُ لَا ظُلْمَ فِي يَدِي، وَصَلَاتِي خَالِصَةٌ. | ١٧ 17 |
yet my hands are free of violence and my prayer is pure.
| «يَا أَرْضُ لَا تُغَطِّي دَمِي، وَلَا يَكُنْ مَكَانٌ لِصُرَاخِي. | ١٨ 18 |
O earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry for help never be laid to rest.
| أَيْضًا ٱلْآنَ هُوَذَا فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ شَهِيدِي، وَشَاهِدِي فِي ٱلْأَعَالِي. | ١٩ 19 |
Even now my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
| ٱلْمُسْتَهْزِئُونَ بِي هُمْ أَصْحَابِي. لِلهِ تَقْطُرُ عَيْنِي | ٢٠ 20 |
My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.
| لِكَيْ يُحَاكِمَ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ عِنْدَ ٱللهِ كَٱبْنِ آدَمَ لَدَى صَاحِبِهِ. | ٢١ 21 |
Oh, that a man might plead with God as he pleads with his neighbor!
| إِذَا مَضَتْ سِنُونَ قَلِيلَةٌ أَسْلُكُ فِي طَرِيقٍ لَا أَعُودُ مِنْهَا. | ٢٢ 22 |
For when only a few years are past I will go the way of no return.
