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فَأجَابَ أَلِيفَازُ ٱلتَّيمَانِيُّ وَقَالَ: | ١ 1 |
Then spake Eliphaz the Temanite, and said:
«إِنِ ٱمْتَحَنَ أَحَدٌ كَلِمَةً مَعَكَ، فَهَلْ تَسْتَاءُ؟ وَلَكِنْ مَنْ يَسْتَطِيعُ ٱلِٱمْتِنَاعَ عَنِ ٱلْكَلَامِ؟ | ٢ 2 |
If one attempt a word with thee, wilt thou be offended? But who can refrain from speaking?
هَا أَنْتَ قَدْ أَرْشَدْتَ كَثِيرِينَ، وَشَدَّدْتَ أَيَادِيَ مُرْتَخِيَةً. | ٣ 3 |
Behold, thou hast admonished many; Thou hast strengthened feeble hands;
قَدْ أَقَامَ كَلَامُكَ ٱلْعَاثِرَ، وَثَبَّتَّ ٱلرُّكَبَ ٱلْمُرْتَعِشَةَ! | ٤ 4 |
Thy words have upheld him that was falling, And thou hast given strength to feeble knees.
وَٱلْآنَ إِذْ جَاءَ عَلَيْكَ ضَجِرْتَ، إِذْ مَسَّكَ ٱرْتَعْتَ. | ٥ 5 |
But now it is come upon thee, and thou faintest; It toucheth thee, and thou art confounded!
أَلَيْسَتْ تَقْوَاكَ هِيَ مُعْتَمَدَكَ، وَرَجَاؤُكَ كَمَالَ طُرُقِكَ؟ | ٦ 6 |
Is not thy fear of God thy hope, And the uprightness of thy ways thy confidence?
اُذْكُرْ: مَنْ هَلَكَ وَهُوَ بَرِيءٌ، وَأَيْنَ أُبِيدَ ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ؟ | ٧ 7 |
Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished being innocent? Or where have the righteous been cut off?
كَمَا قَدْ رَأَيْتَ: أَنَّ ٱلْحَارِثِينَ إِثْمًا، وَٱلزَّارِعِينَ شَقَاوَةً يَحْصُدُونَهَا. | ٨ 8 |
According to what I have seen, they who plough iniquity, And sow mischief, reap the same.
بِنَسَمَةِ ٱللهِ يَبِيدُونَ، وَبِرِيحِ أَنْفِهِ يَفْنَوْنَ. | ٩ 9 |
By the blast of God they perish, And by the breath of his nostrils they are consumed.
زَمْجَرَةُ ٱلْأَسَدِ وَصَوْتُ ٱلزَّئِيرِ وَأَنْيَابُ ٱلْأَشْبَالِ تَكَسَّرَتْ. | ١٠ 10 |
The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, And the teeth of the young lions are broken.
اَللَّيْثُ هَالِكٌ لِعَدَمِ ٱلْفَرِيسَةِ، وَأَشْبَالُ ٱللَّبْوَةِ تَبَدَّدَتْ. | ١١ 11 |
The fierce lion perisheth for lack of prey, And the whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad.
«ثُمَّ إِلَيَّ تَسَلَّلَتْ كَلِمَةٌ، فَقَبِلَتْ أُذُنِي مِنْهَا رِكْزًا. | ١٢ 12 |
A word was once secretly brought to me, And mine ear caught a whisper thereof.
فِي ٱلْهَوَاجِسِ مِنْ رُؤَى ٱللَّيْلِ، عِنْدَ وُقُوعِ سُبَاتٍ عَلَى ٱلنَّاسِ، | ١٣ 13 |
Amid thoughts from visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth upon men,
أَصَابَنِي رُعْبٌ وَرِعْدَةٌ، فَرَجَفَتْ كُلَّ عِظَامِي. | ١٤ 14 |
A fear and a horror came upon me, Which made all my bones to shake.
فَمَرَّتْ رُوحٌ عَلَى وَجْهِي، ٱقْشَعَرَّ شَعْرُ جَسَدِي. | ١٥ 15 |
Then a spirit passed before my face, The hair of my flesh rose on end;
وَقَفَتْ وَلَكِنِّي لَمْ أَعْرِفْ مَنْظَرَهَا، شِبْهٌ قُدَّامَ عَيْنَيَّ. سَمِعْتُ صَوْتًا مُنْخَفِضًا: | ١٦ 16 |
It stood still, but its form I could not discern; An image was before mine eyes; There was silence, and I heard a voice:
أَٱلْإِنْسَانُ أَبَرُّ مِنَ ٱللهِ؟ أَمِ ٱلرَّجُلُ أَطْهَرُ مِنْ خَالِقِهِ؟ | ١٧ 17 |
“Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall man be more pure than his Maker?
هُوَذَا عَبِيدُهُ لَا يَأْتَمِنُهُمْ، وَإِلَى مَلَائِكَتِهِ يَنْسِبُ حَمَاقَةً، | ١٨ 18 |
Behold, he putteth no trust in his ministering spirits, And his angels he chargeth with frailty.
فَكَمْ بِٱلْحَرِيِّ سُكَّانُ بُيُوتٍ مِنْ طِينٍ، ٱلَّذِينَ أَسَاسُهُمْ فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ، وَيُسْحَقُونَ مِثْلَ ٱلْعُثِّ؟ | ١٩ 19 |
What then are they who dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who crumble to pieces, as if moth-eaten!
بَيْنَ ٱلصَّبَاحِ وَٱلْمَسَاءِ يُحَطَّمُونَ. بِدُونِ مُنْتَبِهٍ إِلَيْهِمْ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ يَبِيدُونَ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Between morning and evening are they destroyed; They perish for ever, and none regardeth it.
أَمَا ٱنْتُزِعَتْ مِنْهُمْ طُنُبُهُمْ؟ يَمُوتُونَ بِلَا حِكْمَةٍ. | ٢١ 21 |
The excellency that is in them is torn away; They die before they have become wise.”