Job 6

فَأَجَابَ أَيُّوبُ وَقَالَ:

But Job answered and said,

«لَيْتَ كَرْبِي وُزِنَ، وَمَصِيبَتِي رُفِعَتْ فِي الْمَوَازِينِ جَمِيعَهَا،

Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!

لأَنَّهَا الآنَ أَثْقَلُ مِنْ رَمْلِ الْبَحْرِ. مِنْ أَجْلِ ذلِكَ لَغَا كَلاَمِي.

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.

لأَنَّ سِهَامَ الْقَدِيرِ فِيَّ وَحُمَتَهَا شَارِبَةٌ رُوحِي. أَهْوَالُ اللهِ مُصْطَفَّةٌ ضِدِّي.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

هَلْ يَنْهَقُ الْفَرَا عَلَى الْعُشْبِ، أَوْ يَخُورُ الثَّوْرُ عَلَى عَلَفِهِ؟

Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

هَلْ يُؤْكَلُ الْمَسِيخُ بِلاَ مِلْحٍ، أَوْ يُوجَدُ طَعْمٌ فِي مَرَقِ الْبَقْلَةِ؟

Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

مَاعَافَتْ نَفْسِي أَنْ تَمَسَّهَا، هذِه صَارَتْ مِثْلَ خُبْزِيَ الْكَرِيهِ!

The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.

« يَا لَيْتَ طِلْبَتِي تَأْتِي وَيُعْطِينِيَ اللهُ رَجَائِي!

Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

أَنْ يَرْضَى اللهُ بِأَنْ يَسْحَقَنِي، وَيُطْلِقَ يَدَهُ فَيَقْطَعَنِي.

Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

فَلاَ تَزَالُ تَعْزِيَتِي وَابْتِهَاجِي فِي عَذَابٍ، لاَ يُشْفِقُ: أَنِّي لَمْ أَجْحَدْ كَلاَمَ الْقُدُّوسِ.

Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

مَا هِيَ قُوَّتِي حَتَّى أَنْتَظِرَ؟ وَمَا هِيَ نِهَايَتِي حَتَّى أُصَبِّرَ نَفْسِي؟

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

هَلْ قُوَّتِي قُوَّةُ الْحِجَارَةِ؟ هَلْ لَحْمِي نُحَاسٌ؟

Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

أَلاَ إِنَّهُ لَيْسَتْ فِيَّ مَعُونَتِي، وَالْمُسَاعَدَةُ مَطْرُودَةٌ عَنِّي!

Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?

« حَقُّ الْمَحْزُونِ مَعْرُوفٌ مِنْ صَاحِبِهِ، وَإِنْ تَرَكَ خَشْيَةَ الْقَدِيرِ.

To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

أَمَّا إِخْوَانِي فَقَدْ غَدَرُوا مِثْلَ الْغَدِيرِ. مِثْلَ سَاقِيَةِ الْوُدْيَانِ يَعْبُرُونَ،

My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;

الَّتِي هِيَ عَكِرَةٌ مِنَ الْبَرَدِ، وَيَخْتَفِي فِيهَا الْجَلِيدُ.

Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:

إِذَا جَرَتِ انْقَطَعَتْ. إِذَا حَمِيَتْ جَفَّتْ مِنْ مَكَانِهَا.

What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

يُعَرِّجُ السَّفْرُ عَنْ طَرِيقِهِمْ، يَدْخُلُونَ التِّيهَ فَيَهْلِكُونَ.

The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.

نَظَرَتْ قَوَافِلُ تَيْمَاءَ. سَيَّارَةُ سَبَاءٍ رَجَوْهَا.

The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.

خَزُوا فِي مَا كَانُوا مُطْمَئِنِّينَ. جَاءُوا إِلَيْهَا فَخَجِلُوا.

They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.

فَالآنَ قَدْ صِرْتُمْ مِثْلَهَا. رَأَيْتُمْ ضَرْبَةً فَفَزِعْتُمْ.

For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.

هَلْ قُلْتُ: أَعْطُونِي شَيْئًا، أَوْ مِنْ مَالِكُمُ ارْشُوا مِنْ أَجْلِي؟

Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?

أَوْ نَجُّونِي مِنْ يَدِ الْخَصْمِ، أَوْ مِنْ يَدِ الْعُتَاةِ افْدُونِي؟

Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?

عَلِّمُونِي فَأَنَا أَسْكُتُ، وَفَهِّمُونِي فِي أَيِّ شَيْءٍ ضَلَلْتُ.

Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

مَا أَشَدَّ الْكَلاَمَ الْمُسْتَقِيمَ، وَأَمَّا التَّوْبِيخُ مِنْكُمْ فَعَلَى مَاذَا يُبَرْهِنُ؟

How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?

هَلْ تَحْسِبُونَ أَنْ تُوَبِّخُوا كَلِمَاتٍ، وَكَلاَمُ الْيَائِسِ لِلرِّيحِ؟

Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?

بَلْ تُلْقُونَ عَلَى الْيَتِيمِ، وَتَحْفُرُونَ حُفْرَةً لِصَاحِبِكُمْ.

Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.

وَالآنَ تَفَرَّسُوا فِيَّ، فَإِنِّي عَلَى وُجُوهِكُمْ لاَ أَكْذِبُ.

Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.

اِرْجِعُوا. لاَ يَكُونَنَّ ظُلْمٌ. اِرْجِعُوا أَيْضًا. فِيهِ حَقِّي.

Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.

هَلْ فِي لِسَانِي ظُلْمٌ، أَمْ حَنَكِي لاَ يُمَيِّزُ فَسَادًا؟

Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?