أيُّوب 29

١ 1 وَاسْتَطْرَدَ أَيُّوبُ فِي ضَرْبِ مَثَلِهِ:

And Job addeth to lift up his simile, and saith: —

٢ 2 «يَا لَيْتَنِي مَازِلْتُ كَمَا كُنْتُ فِي الشُّهُورِ الْغَابِرَةِ، فِي الأَيَّامِ الَّتِي حَفِظَنِي فِيهَا اللهُ،

Who doth make me as [in] months past, As [in] the days of God's preserving me?

٣ 3 كَانَ مِصْبَاحُهُ يُضِيءُ فَوْقَ رَأْسِي، فَأَسْلُكُ عَبْرَ الظُّلْمَةِ فِي نُورِهِ.

In His causing His lamp to shine on my head, By His light I walk [through] darkness.

٤ 4 يَوْمَ كُنْتُ فِي رَيعَانِ قُوَّتِي وَرِضَى اللهِ مُخَيِّماً فَوْقَ بَيْتِي.

As I have been in days of my maturity, And the counsel of God upon my tent.

٥ 5 وَالْقَدِيرُ مَا بَرِحَ مَعِي، وَأَوْلادِي مَازَالُوا حَوْلِي.

When yet the Mighty One [is] with me. Round about me — my young ones,

٦ 6 حِينَ كُنْتُ أَغْسِلُ خَطْوَاتِي بِاللَّبَنِ، وَالصَّخْرُ يَفِيضُ لِي أَنْهَاراً مِنَ الزَّيْتِ.

When washing my goings with butter, And the firm rock [is] with me rivulets of oil.

٧ 7 حِينَ كُنْتُ أَخْرُجُ إِلَى بَوَّابَةِ الْمَدِينَةِ، وَأَحْتَلُّ فِي السَّاحَةِ مَجْلِسِي،

When I go out to the gate by the city, In a broad place I prepare my seat.

٨ 8 فَيَرَانِي الشُّبَّانُ وَيَتَوَارَوْنَ، وَيَقِفُ الشُّيُوخُ احْتِرَاماً لِي.

Seen me have youths, and they, been hidden, And the aged have risen — they stood up.

٩ 9 يَمْتَنِعُ الْعُظَمَاءُ عَنِ الْكَلامِ وَيَضَعُونَ أَيْدِيَهُمْ عَلَى أَفْوَاهِهِمْ.

Princes have kept in words, And a hand they place on their mouth.

١٠ 10 يَتَلاشَى صَوْتُ النُّبَلاءِ، وَتَلْتَصِقُ أَلْسِنَتُهُمْ بِأَحْنَاكِهِمْ.

The voice of leaders hath been hidden, And their tongue to the palate hath cleaved.

١١ 11 إِذَا سَمِعَتْ لِيَ الأُذُنُ تُطَوِّبُنِي، وَإذَا شَهِدَتْنِي الْعَيْنُ تُثْنِي عَلَيَّ،

For the ear heard, and declareth me happy, And the eye hath seen, and testifieth [to] me.

١٢ 12 لأَنِّي أَنْقَذْتُ الْبَائِسَ الْمُسْتَغِيثَ، وَأَجَرْتُ الْيَتِيمَ طَالِبَ الْعَوْنِ،

For I deliver the afflicted who is crying, And the fatherless who hath no helper.

١٣ 13 فَحَلَّتْ عَلَيَّ بَرَكَةُ الْمُشْرِفِ عَلَى الْمَوْتِ، وَجَعَلْتُ قَلْبَ الأَرْمَلَةِ يَتَهَلَّلُ فَرَحاً.

The blessing of the perishing cometh on me, And the heart of the widow I cause to sing.

١٤ 14 ارْتَدَيْتُ الْبِرَّ فَكَسَانِي، وَكَجُبَّةٍ وَعِمَامَةٍ كَانَ عَدْلِي.

Righteousness I have put on, and it clotheth me, As a robe and a diadem my justice.

١٥ 15 كُنْتُ عُيُوناً لِلأَعْمَى، وَأَقْدَاماً لِلأَعْرَجِ،

Eyes I have been to the blind, And feet to the lame [am] I.

١٦ 16 وَكُنْتُ أَباً لِلْمِسْكِينِ، أَتَقَصَّى دَعْوَى مَنْ لَمْ أَعْرِفْهُ.

A father I [am] to the needy, And the cause I have not known I search out.

١٧ 17 هَشَّمْتُ أَنْيَابَ الظَّالِمِ وَمِنْ بَيْنِ أَسْنَانِهِ نَزَعْتُ الْفَرِيسَةَ،

And I break the jaw-teeth of the perverse, And from his teeth I cast away prey.

١٨ 18 ثُمَّ حَدَّثْتُ نَفْسِي: إِنِّي سَأَمُوتُ فِي خَيْمَتِي وَتَتَكَاثَرُ أَيَّامِي كَحَبَّاتِ الرَّمْلِ.

And I say, 'With my nest I expire, And as the sand I multiply days.'

١٩ 19 سَتَمْتَدُّ أُصُولِي إِلَى الْمِيَاهِ، وَالطَّلُّ يَبِيتُ عَلَى أَغْصَانِي.

My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.

٢٠ 20 يَتَجَدَّدُ مَجْدِي دَائِماً، وَقَوْسِي أَبَداً جَدِيدَةٌ فِي يَدِي.

My honour [is] fresh with me, And my bow in my hand is renewed.

٢١ 21 يَسْتَمِعُ النَّاسُ لِي وَيَنْتَظِرُونَ، وَيَصْمُتُونَ مُنْصِتِينَ لِمَشُورَتِي.

To me they have hearkened, Yea, they wait, and are silent for my counsel.

٢٢ 22 بَعْدَ كَلامِي لَا يُثَنُّونَ عَلَى أَقْوَالِي، وَحَدِيثِي يَقْطُرُ عَلَيْهِمْ كَالنَّدَى.

After my word they change not, And on them doth my speech drop,

٢٣ 23 يَتَرَقَّبُونَنِي كَالْغَيْثِ، وَيَفْتَحُونَ أَفْوَاهَهُمْ كَمَنْ يَنْهَلُ مِنْ مَطَرِ الرَّبِيعِ

And they wait as [for] rain for me, And their mouth they have opened wide [As] for the latter rain.

٢٤ 24 إِنِ ابْتَسَمْتُ لَهُمْ لَا يُصَدِّقُونَ، وَنُورُ وَجْهِي لَمْ يَطْرَحُوهُ عَنْهُمْ بَعِيداً.

I laugh unto them — they give no credence, And the light of my face cause not to fall.

٢٥ 25 أَخْتَارُ لَهُمْ طَرِيقَهُمْ وَأَتَصَدَّرُ مَجْلِسَهُمْ، وَأَكُونُ بَيْنَهُمْ كَمَلِكٍ بَيْنَ جُيُوشِهِ، وَكَالْمُعَزِّي بَيْنَ النَّائِحِينَ.

I choose their way, and sit head, And I dwell as a king in a troop, When mourners he doth comfort.