Job 24
1 “Why aren’t times laid up by the Almighty? Why don’t those who know him see his days?
| «لِمَاذَا إِذْ لَمْ تَخْتَبِئِ ٱلْأَزْمِنَةُ مِنَ ٱلْقَدِيرِ، لَا يَرَى عَارِفُوهُ يَوْمَهُ؟ | ١ |
2 There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them.
| يَنْقُلُونَ ٱلتُّخُومَ. يَغْتَصِبُونَ قَطِيعًا وَيَرْعَوْنَهُ. | ٢ |
3 They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
| يَسْتَاقُونَ حِمَارَ ٱلْيَتَامَى، وَيَرْتَهِنُونَ ثَوْرَ ٱلْأَرْمَلَةِ. | ٣ |
4 They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
| يَصُدُّونَ ٱلْفُقَرَاءَ عَنِ ٱلطَّرِيقِ. مَسَاكِينُ ٱلْأَرْضِ يَخْتَبِئُونَ جَمِيعًا. | ٤ |
5 Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go out to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children.
| هَا هُمْ كَٱلْفَرَاءِ فِي ٱلْقَفْرِ يَخْرُجُونَ إِلَى عَمَلِهِمْ يُبَكِّرُونَ لِلطَّعَامِ. ٱلْبَادِيَةُ لَهُمْ خُبْزٌ لِأَوْلَادِهِمْ. | ٥ |
6 They cut their food in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.
| فِي ٱلْحَقْلِ يَحْصُدُونَ عَلَفَهُمْ، وَيُعَلِّلُونَ كَرْمَ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ. | ٦ |
7 They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.
| يَبِيتُونَ عُرَاةً بِلَا لِبْسٍ، وَلَيْسَ لَهُمْ كُسْوَةٌ فِي ٱلْبَرْدِ. | ٧ |
8 They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter.
| يَبْتَلُّونَ مِنْ مَطَرِ ٱلْجِبَالِ، وَلِعَدَمِ ٱلْمَلْجَإِ يَعْتَنِقُونَ ٱلصَّخْرَ. | ٨ |
9 There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,
| «يَخْطَفُونَ ٱلْيَتِيمَ عَنِ ٱلثُّدِيِّ، وَمِنَ ٱلْمَسَاكِينِ يَرْتَهِنُونَ. | ٩ |
10 so that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves.
| عُرَاةً يَذْهَبُونَ بِلَا لِبْسٍ، وَجَائِعِينَ يَحْمِلُونَ حُزَمًا. | ١٠ |
11 They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst.
| يَعْصِرُونَ ٱلزَّيْتَ دَاخِلَ أَسْوَارِهِمْ. يَدُوسُونَ ٱلْمَعَاصِرَ وَيَعْطَشُونَ. | ١١ |
12 From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
| مِنَ ٱلْوَجَعِ أُنَاسٌ يَئِنُّونَ، وَنَفْسُ ٱلْجَرْحَى تَسْتَغِيثُ، وَٱللهُ لَا يَنْتَبِهُ إِلَى ٱلظُّلْمِ. | ١٢ |
13 “These are of those who rebel against the light. They don’t know its ways, nor stay in its paths.
| «أُولَئِكَ يَكُونُونَ بَيْنَ ٱلْمُتَمَرِّدِينَ عَلَى ٱلنُّورِ. لَا يَعْرِفُونَ طُرُقَهُ وَلَا يَلْبَثُونَ فِي سُبُلِهِ. | ١٣ |
14 The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.
| مَعَ ٱلنُّورِ يَقُومُ ٱلْقَاتِلُ، يَقْتُلُ ٱلْمِسْكِينَ وَٱلْفَقِيرَ، وَفِي ٱللَّيْلِ يَكُونُ كَٱللِّصِّ. | ١٤ |
15 The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye will see me.’ He disguises his face.
| وَعَيْنُ ٱلزَّانِي تُلَاحِظُ ٱلْعِشَاءَ. يَقُولُ: لَا تُرَاقِبُنِي عَيْنٌ. فَيَجْعَلُ سِتْرًا عَلَى وَجْهِهِ. | ١٥ |
16 In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don’t know the light.
| يَنْقُبُونَ ٱلْبُيُوتَ فِي ٱلظَّلَامِ. فِي ٱلنَّهَارِ يُغْلِقُونَ عَلَى أَنْفُسِهِمْ. لَا يَعْرِفُونَ ٱلنُّورَ. | ١٦ |
17 For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.
| لِأَنَّهُ سَوَاءٌ عَلَيْهِمُ ٱلصَّبَاحُ وَظِلُّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. لِأَنَّهُمْ يَعْلَمُونَ أَهْوَالَ ظِلِّ ٱلْمَوْتِ. | ١٧ |
18 “They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They don’t turn into the way of the vineyards.
| خَفِيفٌ هُوَ عَلَى وَجْهِ ٱلْمِيَاهِ. مَلْعُونٌ نَصِيبُهُمْ فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ. لَا يَتَوَجَّهُ إِلَى طَرِيقِ ٱلْكُرُومِ. | ١٨ |
| ٱلْقَحْطُ وَٱلْقَيْظُ يَذْهَبَانِ بِمِيَاهِ ٱلثَّلْجِ، كَذَا ٱلْهَاوِيَةُ بِٱلَّذِينَ أَخْطَأُوا. (Sheol h7585) | ١٩ |
20 The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.
| تَنْسَاهُ ٱلرَّحِمُ، يَسْتَحْلِيهِ ٱلدُّودُ. لَا يُذْكَرُ بَعْدُ، وَيَنْكَسِرُ ٱلْأَثِيمُ كَشَجَرَةٍ. | ٢٠ |
21 He devours the barren who don’t bear. He shows no kindness to the widow.
| يُسِيءُ إِلَى ٱلْعَاقِرِ ٱلَّتِي لَمْ تَلِدْ، وَلَا يُحْسِنُ إِلَى ٱلْأَرْمَلَةِ. | ٢١ |
22 Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.
| يُمْسِكُ ٱلْأَعِزَّاءَ بِقُوَّتِهِ. يَقُومُ فَلَا يَأْمَنُ أَحَدٌ بِحَيَاتِهِ. | ٢٢ |
23 God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.
| يُعْطِيهِ طُمَأْنِينَةً فَيَتَوَكَّلُ، وَلَكِنْ عَيْنَاهُ عَلَى طُرُقِهِمْ. | ٢٣ |
24 They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.
| يَتَرَفَّعُونَ قَلِيلًا ثُمَّ لَا يَكُونُونَ وَيُحَطُّونَ. كَٱلْكُلِّ يُجْمَعُونَ، وَكَرَأْسِ ٱلسُّنْبُلَةِ يُقْطَعُونَ. | ٢٤ |
25 If it isn’t so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”
| وَإِنْ لَمْ يَكُنْ كَذَا، فَمَنْ يُكَذِّبُنِي وَيَجْعَلُ كَلَامِي لَا شَيْئًا؟». | ٢٥ |
