أَيُّوبَ 17

Smith–Van Dyck Arabic Bible (فان دايك)

Berean Standard Bible

1«رُوحِي تَلِفَتْ. أَيَّامِي ٱنْطَفَأَتْ. إِنَّمَا ٱلْقُبُورُ لِي.

1“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me.

2«لَوْلَا ٱلْمُخَاتِلُونَ عِنْدِي، وَعَيْنِي تَبِيتُ عَلَى مُشَاجَرَاتِهِمْ.

2Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.

3كُنْ ضَامِنِي عِنْدَ نَفْسِكَ. مَنْ هُوَ ٱلَّذِي يُصَفِّقُ يَدِي؟

3Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. Who else will be my guarantor?

4لِأَنَّكَ مَنَعْتَ قَلْبَهُمْ عَنِ ٱلْفِطْنَةِ، لِأَجْلِ ذَلِكَ لَا تَرْفَعُهُمُ.

4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore You will not exalt them.

5ٱلَّذِي يُسَلِّمُ ٱلْأَصْحَابَ لِلسَّلْبِ، تَتْلَفُ عُيُونُ بَنِيهِ.

5If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.

6أَوْقَفَنِي مَثَلًا لِلشُّعُوبِ، وَصِرْتُ لِلْبَصْقِ فِي ٱلْوَجْهِ.

6He has made me a byword among the people, a man in whose face they spit.

7كَلَّتْ عَيْنِي مِنَ ٱلْحُزْنِ، وَأَعْضَائِي كُلُّهَا كَٱلظِّلِّ.

7My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow.

8يَتَعَجَّبُ ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ مِنْ هَذَا، وَٱلْبَرِئُ يَنْتَهِضُ عَلَى ٱلْفَاجِرِ.

8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are stirred against the godless.

9أَمَّا ٱلصِّدِّيقُ فَيَسْتَمْسِكُ بِطَرِيقِهِ، وَٱلطَّاهِرُ ٱلْيَدَيْنِ يَزْدَادُ قُوَّةً.

9Yet a righteous one holds to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger.

10«وَلَكِنِ ٱرْجِعُوا كُلُّكُمْ وَتَعَالَوْا، فَلَا أَجِدُ فِيكُمْ حَكِيمًا.

10But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you.

11أَيَّامِي قَدْ عَبَرَتْ. مَقَاصِدِي، إِرْثُ قَلْبِي، قَدِ ٱنْتَزَعَتْ.

11My days have passed; my plans are broken off— even the desires of my heart.

12يَجْعَلُونَ ٱللَّيْلَ نَهَارًا، نُورًا قَرِيبًا لِلظُّلْمَةِ.

12They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness.

13إِذَا رَجَوْتُ ٱلْهَاوِيَةَ بَيْتًا لِي، وَفِي ٱلظَّلَامِ مَهَّدْتُ فِرَاشِي،

13If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness,

14وَقُلْتُ لِلْقَبْرِ: أَنْتَ أَبِي، وَلِلدُّودِ: أَنْتَ أُمِّي وَأُخْتِي،

14and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’

15فَأَيْنَ إِذًا آمَالِي؟ آمَالِي، مَنْ يُعَايِنُهَا؟

15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?

16تَهْبِطُ إِلَى مَغَالِيقِ ٱلْهَاوِيَةِ إِذْ تَرْتَاحُ مَعًا فِي ٱلتُّرَابِ».

16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we go down together into the dust?”

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