أَيُّوبَ 40
| فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ فَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
God continued speaking to Job.
| «هَلْ يُخَاصِمُ ٱلْقَدِيرَ مُوَبِّخُهُ، أَمِ ٱلْمُحَاجُّ ٱللهَ يُجَاوِبُهُ؟». | ٢ 2 |
“Are you still going to fight with the Almighty and try to set him straight? Anyone who argues with God must give some answers.”
| فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ ٱلرَّبَّ وَقَالَ: | ٣ 3 |
Job answered the Lord,
| «هَا أَنَا حَقِيرٌ، فَمَاذَا أُجَاوِبُكَ؟ وَضَعْتُ يَدِي عَلَى فَمِي. | ٤ 4 |
“Me—I am nothing at all. I have no answers. I put my hand in front of my mouth.
| مَرَّةً تَكَلَّمْتُ فَلَا أُجِيبُ، وَمَرَّتَيْنِ فَلَا أَزِيدُ». | ٥ 5 |
I have already said far too much and I won't say anything more.”
| فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ مِنَ ٱلْعَاصِفَةِ فَقَالَ: | ٦ 6 |
Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind,
| «ٱلْآنَ شُدَّ حَقْوَيْكَ كَرَجُلٍ. أَسْأَلُكَ فَتُعْلِمُنِي. | ٧ 7 |
“Prepare yourself, be strong, for I am going to question you, and you must answer me.
| لَعَلَّكَ تُنَاقِضُ حُكْمِي، تَسْتَذْنِبُنِي لِكَيْ تَتَبَرَّرَ أَنْتَ؟ | ٨ 8 |
Are you really going to say my decisions are wrong? Are you going to condemn me so you can be right?
| هَلْ لَكَ ذِرَاعٌ كَمَا لِلهِ، وَبِصَوْتٍ مِثْلِ صَوْتِهِ تُرْعِدُ؟ | ٩ 9 |
Are you as powerful as I am? Does your voice thunder like mine?
| تَزَيَّنِ ٱلْآنَ بِٱلْجَلَالِ وَٱلْعِزِّ، وَٱلْبَسِ ٱلْمَجْدَ وَٱلْبَهَاءَ. | ١٠ 10 |
Why don't you dress yourself with majesty and dignity, and clothe yourself with glory and splendor!
| فَرِّقْ فَيْضَ غَضَبِكَ، وَٱنْظُرْ كُلَّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَٱخْفِضْهُ. | ١١ 11 |
Let loose your fierce anger. Humble the proud with a glance.
| اُنْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَذَلِّلْهُ، وَدُسِ ٱلْأَشْرَارَ فِي مَكَانِهِمِ. | ١٢ 12 |
Bring down the proud with your gaze; tread the wicked underfoot right where they are.
| ٱطْمِرْهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ مَعًا، وَٱحْبِسْ وُجُوهَهُمْ فِي ٱلظَّلَامِ. | ١٣ 13 |
Bury them in the dust; lock them away in the grave.
| فَأَنَا أَيْضًا أَحْمَدُكَ لِأَنَّ يَمِينَكَ تُخَلِّصُكَ. | ١٤ 14 |
Then I will also agree that your own strength can save you.
| «هُوَذَا بَهِيمُوثُ ٱلَّذِي صَنَعْتُهُ مَعَكَ يَأْكُلُ ٱلْعُشْبَ مِثْلَ ٱلْبَقَرِ. | ١٥ 15 |
Consider Behemoth, a creature I made just like I made you. It eats grass like cattle.
| هَا هِيَ قُوَّتُهُ فِي مَتْنَيْهِ، وَشِدَّتُهُ فِي عَضَلِ بَطْنِهِ. | ١٦ 16 |
Look at its powerful loins, the muscles of its belly.
| يَخْفِضُ ذَنَبَهُ كَأَرْزَةٍ. عُرُوقُ فَخِذَيْهِ مَضْفُورَةٌ. | ١٧ 17 |
It bends its tail like a cedar; its thigh sinews are strong.
| عِظَامُهُ أَنَابِيبُ نُحَاسٍ، جِرْمُهَا حَدِيدٌ مَمْطُولٌ. | ١٨ 18 |
Its bones are like bronze tubes; its limbs like iron rods.
| هُوَ أَوَّلُ أَعْمَالِ ٱللهِ. ٱلَّذِي صَنَعَهُ أَعْطَاهُ سَيْفَهُ. | ١٩ 19 |
It is the most important example of what God can do; only the one who made it can approach it with a sword.
| لِأَنَّ ٱلْجِبَالَ تُخْرِجُ لَهُ مَرْعًى، وَجَمِيعَ وُحُوشِ ٱلْبَرِّ تَلْعَبُ هُنَاكَ. | ٢٠ 20 |
The hills produce food for it, and all the wild animals play there.
| تَحْتَ ٱلسِّدْرَاتِ يَضْطَجِعُ فِي سِتْرِ ٱلْقَصَبِ وَٱلْغَمِقَةِ. | ٢١ 21 |
It lies under the lotus; it hides in the reeds of the marsh.
| تُظَلِّلُهُ ٱلسِّدْرَاتُ بِظِلِّهَا. يُحِيطُ بِهِ صَفْصَافُ ٱلسَّوَاقِي. | ٢٢ 22 |
The lotus covers it with shade; the willow trees of the valley surround it.
| هُوَذَا ٱلنَّهْرُ يَفِيضُ فَلَا يَفِرُّ هُوَ. يَطْمَئِنُّ وَلَوِ ٱنْدَفَقَ ٱلْأُرْدُنُّ فِي فَمِهِ. | ٢٣ 23 |
Even if the river is in flood, it is not concerned; it remains calm when the Jordan river surges against it.
| هَلْ يُؤْخَذُ مِنْ أَمَامِهِ؟ هَلْ يُثْقَبُ أَنْفُهُ بِخِزَامَةٍ؟ | ٢٤ 24 |
No one can catch it while it is watching, or pierce its nose with a noose.
