Job 41
1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
| أَيُمْكِنُ أَنْ تَصْطَادَ لَوِيَاثَانَ (الْحَيَوَانَ الْبَحْرِيَّ) بِشِصٍّ، أَوْ تَرْبِطُ لِسَانَهُ بِحَبْلٍ؟ | ١ |
2 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
| أَتَقْدِرُ أَنْ تَضَعَ خِزَامَةً فِي أَنْفِهِ، أَوْ تَثْقُبَ فَكَّهُ بِخُطَّافٍ؟ | ٢ |
3 Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?
| أَيُكْثِرُ مِنْ تَضَرُّعَاتِهِ إِلَيْكَ أَمْ يَسْتَعْطِفُكَ؟ | ٣ |
4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
| أَيُبْرِمُ مَعَكَ عَهْداً لِتَتَّخِذَهُ عَبْداً مُؤَبَّداً لَكَ؟ | ٤ |
5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
| أَتُلاَعِبُهُ كَمَا تُلاَعِبُ الْعُصْفُورَ، أَمْ تُطَوِّقُهُ بِتُرْسٍ لِيَكُونَ لُعْبَةً لِفَتَيَاتِكَ؟ | ٥ |
6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
| أَيُسَاوِمُ عَلَيْهِ التُّجَّارُ، أَمْ يَتَقَاسَمُونَهُ بَيْنَهُمْ؟ | ٦ |
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
| أَتَمْلأُ جِلْدَهُ بِالْحِرَابِ وَرَأْسَهُ بِأَسِنَّةِ الرِّمَاحِ؟ | ٧ |
8 Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
| إِنْ حَاوَلْتَ الْقَبْضَ عَلَيْهِ بِيَدِكَ فَإِنَّكَ سَتَذْكُرُ ضَرَاوَةَ قِتَالِهِ وَلاَ تَعُودُ تُقْدِمُ عَلَى ذَلِكَ ثَانِيَةً! | ٨ |
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
| أَيُّ أَمَلٍ فِي إِخْضَاعِهِ قَدْ خَابَ، وَمُجَرَّدُ النَّظَرِ إِلَيْهِ يَبْعَثُ عَلَى الفَزَعِ. | ٩ |
10 None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?
| لاَ أَحَدَ يَمْلِكُ جُرْأَةً كَافِيَةً لِيَسْتَثِيرَهُ. فَمَنْ إِذاً، يَقْوَى عَلَى مُجَابَهَتِي؟ | ١٠ |
11 Who hath given to me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
| لِمَنْ أَنَا مَدِينٌ فَأُوفِيَهُ؟ كُلُّ مَا تَحْتَ جَمِيعِ السَّمَاوَاتِ هُوَ لِي. | ١١ |
12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
| دَعْنِي أُحَدِّثُكَ عَنْ أَطْرَافِ لَوِيَاثَانَ وَعَنْ قُوَّتِهِ وَتَنَاسُقِ قَامَتِهِ. | ١٢ |
13 Who can uncover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
| مَنْ يَخْلَعُ كِسَاءَهُ أَوْ يَدْنُو مِنْ مُتَنَاوَلِ صَفَّيْ أَضْرَاسِهِ؟ | ١٣ |
14 Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror.
| مَنْ يَفْتَحُ شَدْقَيْهِ؟ إِنَّ دَائِرَةَ أَسْنَانِهِ مُرْعِبَةٌ! | ١٤ |
15 His scales are his pride, shut together as with a close seal.
| ظَهْرُهُ مَصْنُوعٌ مِنْ حَرَاشِفَ كَتُرُوسٍ مَصْفُوفَةٍ مُتَلاَصِقَةٍ بِإِحْكَامٍ، وَكَأَنَّهَا مَضْغُوطَةٌ بِخَاتَمٍ، | ١٥ |
16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
| مُتَلاَصِقَةٌ لاَ يَنْفُذُ مِنْ بَيْنِهَا الْهَوَاءُ، | ١٦ |
17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
| مُتَّصِلَةٌ بَعْضُهَا بِبَعْضٍ، مُتَلَبِّدَةٌ لاَ تَنْفَصِلُ. | ١٧ |
18 His sneezes flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| عِطَاسُهُ يُوْمِضُ نُوراً، وَعَيْنَاهُ كَأَجْفَانِ الْفَجْرِ، | ١٨ |
19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire dart forth.
| مِنْ فَمِهِ تَخْرُجُ مَشَاعِلُ مُلْتَهِبَةٌ، وَيَتَطَايَرُ مِنْهُ شَرَارُ نَارٍ، | ١٩ |
20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot or caldron.
| يَنْبَعِثُ مِنْ مِنْخَرَيْهِ دُخَانٌ وَكَأَنَّهُ مِن قِدْرٍ يَغْلِي أَوْ مِرْجَلٍ. | ٢٠ |
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
| يُضْرِمُ نَفَسُهُ الْجَمْرَ، وَمِنْ فَمِهِ يَنْطَلِقُ اللَّهَبُ. | ٢١ |
22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
| فِي عُنُقِهِ تَكْمُنُ قُوَّةٌ، وَأَمَامَ عَيْنَيْهِ يَعْدُو الْهَوْلُ. | ٢٢ |
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
| ثَنَايَا لَحْمِهِ مُحْكَمَةُ التَّمَاسُكِ، مَسْبُوكَةٌ عَلَيْهِ لاَ تَتَحَرَّكُ. | ٢٣ |
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
| قَلْبُهُ صُلْبٌ كَالصَّخْرِ، صَلْدٌ كَالرَّحَى السُّفْلَى. | ٢٤ |
25 When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of the crashing they purify themselves.
| عِنْدَمَا يَنْهَضُ يَدِبُّ الْفَزَعُ فِي الأَقْوِيَاءِ، وَمِنْ جَلَبَتِهِ يَعْتَرِيهِمْ شَلَلٌ. | ٢٥ |
26 The sword of him that overtaketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the javelin.
| لاَ يَنَالُ مِنْهُ السَّيْفُ الَّذِي يُصِيبُهُ، وَلاَ الرُّمْحُ وَلاَ السَّهْمُ وَلاَ الْحَرْبَةُ. | ٢٦ |
27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
| يَحْسِبُ الْحَدِيدَ كَالْقَشِّ وَالنُّحَاسَ كَالْخَشَبِ النَّخِرِ. | ٢٧ |
28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
| لاَ يُرْغِمُهُ السَّهْمُ عَلَى الْفِرَارِ، وَحِجَارَةُ الْمِقْلاَعِ لَدَيْهِ كَالْقَشِّ. | ٢٨ |
29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
| الْهِرَاوَةُ فِي عَيْنَيْهِ كَالْعُصَافَةِ، وَيَهْزَأُ بِاهْتِزَازِ الرُّمْحِ الْمُصَوَّبِ إِلَيْهِ. | ٢٩ |
30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
| بَطْنُهُ كَقِطَعِ الْخَزَفِ الْحَادَّةِ. إِذَا تَمَدَّدَ عَلَى الطِّينِ يَتْرُكُ آثَاراً مُمَاثِلَةً لِآثَارِ النَّوْرَجِ. | ٣٠ |
31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
| يَجْعَلُ اللُّجَّةَ تَغْلِي كَالْقِدْرِ، وَالْبَحْرَ يَجِيشُ كَقِدْرِ الطِّيبِ. | ٣١ |
32 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
| يَتْرُكُ خَلْفَهُ خَطّاً مِنْ زَبِدٍ أَبْيَضَ، فَيُخَالُ أَنَّ الْبَحْرَ قَدْ أَصَابَهُ الشَّيْبُ. | ٣٢ |
33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
| لاَ نَظِيرَ لَهُ فَوْقَ الأَرْضِ لأَنَّهُ مَخْلُوقٌ عَدِيمُ الْخَوْفِ. | ٣٣ |
34 He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
| يَحْتَقِرُ كُلَّ مَا هُوَ مُتَعَالٍ، وَهُوَ مَلِكٌ عَلَى ذَوِي الْكِبْرِيَاءِ». | ٣٤ |
