أَيُّوبَ 40

١ 1 فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ فَقَالَ:

And Yahweh responded to Job, and said: —

٢ 2 «هَلْ يُخَاصِمُ ٱلْقَدِيرَ مُوَبِّخُهُ، أَمِ ٱلْمُحَاجُّ ٱللهَ يُجَاوِبُهُ؟».

Shall a reprover contend, with the Almighty? He that disputeth with GOD, let him answer it!

٣ 3 فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ ٱلرَّبَّ وَقَالَ:

Then Job responded to Yahweh, and said: —

٤ 4 «هَا أَنَا حَقِيرٌ، فَمَاذَا أُجَاوِبُكَ؟ وَضَعْتُ يَدِي عَلَى فَمِي.

Lo! I am of no account, what shall I reply to thee? My hand, have I laid on my mouth:

٥ 5 مَرَّةً تَكَلَّمْتُ فَلَا أُجِيبُ، وَمَرَّتَيْنِ فَلَا أَزِيدُ».

Once, have I spoken, but I will not proceed, yea twice, but I will not add.

٦ 6 فَأَجَابَ ٱلرَّبُّ أَيُّوبَ مِنَ ٱلْعَاصِفَةِ فَقَالَ:

So then Yahweh responded to Job, out of a storm, and said: —

٧ 7 «ٱلْآنَ شُدَّ حَقْوَيْكَ كَرَجُلٍ. أَسْأَلُكَ فَتُعْلِمُنِي.

Gird, I pray thee—as a strong man—thy loins, I will ask thee, and inform thou me.

٨ 8 لَعَلَّكَ تُنَاقِضُ حُكْمِي، تَسْتَذْنِبُنِي لِكَيْ تَتَبَرَّرَ أَنْتَ؟

Wilt thou even frustrate my justice? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest appear right?

٩ 9 هَلْ لَكَ ذِرَاعٌ كَمَا لِلهِ، وَبِصَوْتٍ مِثْلِ صَوْتِهِ تُرْعِدُ؟

But if, an arm like GOD, thou hast, and, with a voice like his, thou canst thunder,

١٠ 10 تَزَيَّنِ ٱلْآنَ بِٱلْجَلَالِ وَٱلْعِزِّ، وَٱلْبَسِ ٱلْمَجْدَ وَٱلْبَهَاءَ.

Deck thyself, I pray thee, with majesty and grandeur, Yea, with dignity and splendour, thou shalt clothe thyself;

١١ 11 فَرِّقْ فَيْضَ غَضَبِكَ، وَٱنْظُرْ كُلَّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَٱخْفِضْهُ.

Pour out thy transports of anger, and look on every one who is high, and lay him low;

١٢ 12 اُنْظُرْ إِلَى كُلِّ مُتَعَظِّمٍ وَذَلِّلْهُ، وَدُسِ ٱلْأَشْرَارَ فِي مَكَانِهِمِ.

Look on every one who is high, and humble him, yea tread down the lawless, on the spot:

١٣ 13 ٱطْمِرْهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ مَعًا، وَٱحْبِسْ وُجُوهَهُمْ فِي ٱلظَّلَامِ.

Hide them in the dust all together, Their faces, bind thou in darkness;

١٤ 14 فَأَنَا أَيْضًا أَحْمَدُكَ لِأَنَّ يَمِينَكَ تُخَلِّصُكَ.

And, even I myself, will praise thee, in that thine own right hand can bring thee salvation.

١٥ 15 «هُوَذَا بَهِيمُوثُ ٱلَّذِي صَنَعْتُهُ مَعَكَ يَأْكُلُ ٱلْعُشْبَ مِثْلَ ٱلْبَقَرِ.

Behold, I pray thee, the Hippopotamus, which I made with thee, Grass—like the ox, he eateth;

١٦ 16 هَا هِيَ قُوَّتُهُ فِي مَتْنَيْهِ، وَشِدَّتُهُ فِي عَضَلِ بَطْنِهِ.

Behold, I pray thee, his strength in his loins, and his force, in the muscles of his belly;

١٧ 17 يَخْفِضُ ذَنَبَهُ كَأَرْزَةٍ. عُرُوقُ فَخِذَيْهِ مَضْفُورَةٌ.

He bendeth down his tail like a cedar, the sinews of his thighs, are twisted together;

١٨ 18 عِظَامُهُ أَنَابِيبُ نُحَاسٍ، جِرْمُهَا حَدِيدٌ مَمْطُولٌ.

His bones, are barrels of bronze, his frame, is like hammered bars of iron:

١٩ 19 هُوَ أَوَّلُ أَعْمَالِ ٱللهِ. ٱلَّذِي صَنَعَهُ أَعْطَاهُ سَيْفَهُ.

He, is the beginning of the ways of GOD, Let his maker, present him his sword:

٢٠ 20 لِأَنَّ ٱلْجِبَالَ تُخْرِجُ لَهُ مَرْعًى، وَجَمِيعَ وُحُوشِ ٱلْبَرِّ تَلْعَبُ هُنَاكَ.

Surely the mountains bring, produce, to him, where, all the wild beasts of the field, do play;

٢١ 21 تَحْتَ ٱلسِّدْرَاتِ يَضْطَجِعُ فِي سِتْرِ ٱلْقَصَبِ وَٱلْغَمِقَةِ.

Under the lotus-trees, he lieth down, in a covert of reed and swamp;

٢٢ 22 تُظَلِّلُهُ ٱلسِّدْرَاتُ بِظِلِّهَا. يُحِيطُ بِهِ صَفْصَافُ ٱلسَّوَاقِي.

The lotus-trees cover him with their shade, the willows of the torrent-bed compass him about;

٢٣ 23 هُوَذَا ٱلنَّهْرُ يَفِيضُ فَلَا يَفِرُّ هُوَ. يَطْمَئِنُّ وَلَوِ ٱنْدَفَقَ ٱلْأُرْدُنُّ فِي فَمِهِ.

Lo! the river becometh insolent—he is not alarmed! He is confident, though a Jordan burst forth to his mouth:

٢٤ 24 هَلْ يُؤْخَذُ مِنْ أَمَامِهِ؟ هَلْ يُثْقَبُ أَنْفُهُ بِخِزَامَةٍ؟

Before his eyes, shall he be caught? With a hook, can one pierce his nose?