1 و َتابَعَ أيُّوبُ كَلامَهُ فَقالَ:

And Job continued his parable and said,

2 « أُقسِمُ بِاللهِ الحَيِّ، الَّذِي يَمنَعُنِي مِنْ أخذِ حَقِّي، وَيُمِرِّرُ حَياتِي،

God liveth, who hath taken away my right, and the Almighty, who hath embittered my soul,

3 أ نَّهُ ما دامَ فِيَّ نَفَسٌ، وَما دُامَتْ نَسَمَةُ اللهِ الَّتِي تُعطِينِي الحَياةَ فِي أنفِي،

All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of +God is in my nostrils,

4 ل َنْ تَقُولَ شَفَتايَ شَرّاً، وَلَنْ يَنطِقَ لِسانِي غِشّاً.

My lips shall not speak unrighteousness, nor my tongue utter deceit!

5 ح اشا لِي أنْ أقُولَ إنَّكُمْ مُحِقُّونَ. فَلَنْ أتَخَلَّى عَنِ استِقامَتِي حَتَّى أمُوتَ.

Be it far from me that I should justify you; till I die I will not remove my blamelessness from me.

6 أ تَمَسَّكُ بِبَراءَتِي وَلا أتَخَلَّى عَنْها، وَضَمِيرِي لا يُوَبِّخُنِي عَلَى خَطِيَّةٍ.

My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart reproacheth not one of my days.

7 ل ِيُحْسَبْ عَدُوِّي فاعِلَ شَرٍّ، وَمَن يَقِفُ ضِدِّي مُنحَرِفاً.

Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.

8 ل أنَّهُ أيُّ رَجاءٍ للِمُرائِي، عِندَما يُدَمِّرُهُ اللهُ، وَيَنْزِعُ نَفْسَهُ؟

For what is the hope of the ungodly, when cutteth him off, when +God taketh away his soul?

9 ه َلْ يَسمَعُ اللهُ صَرخَةَ استِغاثَتِهِ عِندَما يَأتِي عَلَيهِ ضِيقٌ؟

Will God hear his cry when distress cometh upon him?

10 ه َلْ سَيُسَرُّ بِالقَدِيرِ؟ هَلْ سَيَدعُو اللهَ فِي كُلِّ حِينٍ؟

Doth he delight himself in the Almighty? will he at all times call upon +God?

11 « سَأُعَلِّمُكُمْ عَنْ قُوَّةِ اللهِ. وَلَنْ أُخفِيَ أُمُورَ القَدِيرِ.

I will teach you concerning the hand of God; what is with the Almighty will I not conceal.

12 ل َقَدْ رَأيتُمُوها جَمِيعاً، فَلِماذا تَقُولُونَ هَذِهِ الأشياءَ الغَبِيَّةَ؟

Behold, ye yourselves have all seen; and why are ye thus altogether vain?

13 « هَذا هُوَ النَّصِيبُ الَّذِي قَسَمَهُ اللهُ للِشِّرِّيرِ، وَهَذا هُوَ المِيراثُ الَّذِي يَنالُهُ المُضطَهِدُونَ القُساةُ مِنَ القَدِيرِ:

This is the portion of the wicked man with God, and the heritage of the violent, which they receive from the Almighty:—

14 ف َحَتَّى إنْ كَثُرَ أبناؤُهُ فَسَيُقتَلُونَ بِالسَّيفِ، وَذُرِيَّتُهُ تَجُوعُ، إذْ لَيْسَ لَها ما يَكْفِيها.

If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword, and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread;

15 و َالباقُونَ يُدفَنُونَ بِسَبَبِ الوَباءِ، وَأرامِلُهُ لا يَنُحْنَ عَلَيهِ.

Those that remain of him shall be buried by death, and his widows shall not weep.

16 إ نْ كَوَّمَ الشِّرِّيرُ المالَ كَالتُّرابِ، وَإنْ جَمَعَ الثِّيابَ كَأكوامٍ مِنَ الطِّينِ،

Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;

17 ف َالأشرارُ يَجمَعُونَ، لَكِنَّ الصّالِحِينَ يَلبِسُونَها، وَالأبرِياءَ يَقتَسِمُونَ المالَ.

He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on; and the innocent shall divide the silver.

18 ب َنَى الشِّرِّيرُ بَيتَهُ كَخُيُوطِ العَنكَبُوتِ، وَكَكُوخٍ يَبنِيهِ حارِسٌ.

He buildeth his house as the moth, and as a booth that a keeper maketh.

19 ي َضطَجِعُ لِيَنامَ وَهُوَ غَنِيٌّ، لَكِنَّهُ يَفتَحُ عَينَيهِ فَيَرَى أنَّ ثَروَتَهُ قَدْ طارَتْ.

He lieth down rich, but will do so no more; he openeth his eyes, and he is not.

20 ك َمِياهِ الفَيَضاناتِ تَجْرِفُهُ الأهْوالُ، وَفِي اللَّيلِ تَخْطَفُهُ الرِّيحُ.

Terrors overtake him like waters; a whirlwind stealeth him away in the night.

21 ت َرْفَعُهُ الرِّيحُ الشَّرقِيَّةُ فَيَذهَبُ، وَتَقتَلِعُهُ مِنْ بَيتِهِ.

The east wind carrieth him away and he is gone; and as a storm it hurleth him out of his place.

22 ت َرمِي الرِّيحُ بِثِقَلِها عَلَيهِ بِلا شَفَقَةٍ، وَيَهْرُبُ هَرَباً مِنْ قُوَّتِها.

And shall cast upon him and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.

23 ت ُصَفِّقُ بَيَدَيها وَهُوَ يَركُضُ أمامَها، وَتُصَفِّرُ عَلَيهِ وَهُوَ يَهرُبُ مِنْ بَيتِهِ.»

shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.