1 T hen Job continued his discourse and said,

وَتابَعَ أيُّوبُ كَلامَهُ فَقالَ:

2 “ As God lives, who has taken away my right, And the Almighty, who has embittered my soul,

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

3 F or as long as life is in me, And the breath of God is in my nostrils,

أنَّهُ ما دامَ فِيَّ نَفَسٌ، وَما دُامَتْ نَسَمَةُ اللهِ الَّتِي تُعطِينِي الحَياةَ فِي أنفِي،

4 M y lips certainly will not speak unjustly, Nor will my tongue mutter deceit.

لَنْ تَقُولَ شَفَتايَ شَرّاً، وَلَنْ يَنطِقَ لِسانِي غِشّاً.

5 “ Far be it from me that I should declare you right; Till I die I will not put away my integrity from me.

حاشا لِي أنْ أقُولَ إنَّكُمْ مُحِقُّونَ. فَلَنْ أتَخَلَّى عَنِ استِقامَتِي حَتَّى أمُوتَ.

6 “ I hold fast my righteousness and will not let it go. My heart does not reproach any of my days. The State of the Godless

أتَمَسَّكُ بِبَراءَتِي وَلا أتَخَلَّى عَنْها، وَضَمِيرِي لا يُوَبِّخُنِي عَلَى خَطِيَّةٍ.

7 “ May my enemy be as the wicked And my opponent as the unjust.

لِيُحْسَبْ عَدُوِّي فاعِلَ شَرٍّ، وَمَن يَقِفُ ضِدِّي مُنحَرِفاً.

8 “ For what is the hope of the godless when he is cut off, When God requires his life?

لأنَّهُ أيُّ رَجاءٍ للِمُرائِي، عِندَما يُدَمِّرُهُ اللهُ، وَيَنْزِعُ نَفْسَهُ؟

9 “ Will God hear his cry When distress comes upon him?

هَلْ يَسمَعُ اللهُ صَرخَةَ استِغاثَتِهِ عِندَما يَأتِي عَلَيهِ ضِيقٌ؟

10 “ Will he take delight in the Almighty? Will he call on God at all times?

هَلْ سَيُسَرُّ بِالقَدِيرِ؟ هَلْ سَيَدعُو اللهَ فِي كُلِّ حِينٍ؟

11 “ I will instruct you in the power of God; What is with the Almighty I will not conceal.

«سَأُعَلِّمُكُمْ عَنْ قُوَّةِ اللهِ. وَلَنْ أُخفِيَ أُمُورَ القَدِيرِ.

12 “ Behold, all of you have seen it; Why then do you act foolishly?

لَقَدْ رَأيتُمُوها جَمِيعاً، فَلِماذا تَقُولُونَ هَذِهِ الأشياءَ الغَبِيَّةَ؟

13 “ This is the portion of a wicked man from God, And the inheritance which tyrants receive from the Almighty.

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

14 “ Though his sons are many, they are destined for the sword; And his descendants will not be satisfied with bread.

فَحَتَّى إنْ كَثُرَ أبناؤُهُ فَسَيُقتَلُونَ بِالسَّيفِ، وَذُرِيَّتُهُ تَجُوعُ، إذْ لَيْسَ لَها ما يَكْفِيها.

15 “ His survivors will be buried because of the plague, And their widows will not be able to weep.

وَالباقُونَ يُدفَنُونَ بِسَبَبِ الوَباءِ، وَأرامِلُهُ لا يَنُحْنَ عَلَيهِ.

16 “ Though he piles up silver like dust And prepares garments as plentiful as the clay,

إنْ كَوَّمَ الشِّرِّيرُ المالَ كَالتُّرابِ، وَإنْ جَمَعَ الثِّيابَ كَأكوامٍ مِنَ الطِّينِ،

17 H e may prepare it, but the just will wear it And the innocent will divide the silver.

فَالأشرارُ يَجمَعُونَ، لَكِنَّ الصّالِحِينَ يَلبِسُونَها، وَالأبرِياءَ يَقتَسِمُونَ المالَ.

18 “ He has built his house like the spider’s web, Or as a hut which the watchman has made.

بَنَى الشِّرِّيرُ بَيتَهُ كَخُيُوطِ العَنكَبُوتِ، وَكَكُوخٍ يَبنِيهِ حارِسٌ.

19 “ He lies down rich, but never again; He opens his eyes, and it is no longer.

يَضطَجِعُ لِيَنامَ وَهُوَ غَنِيٌّ، لَكِنَّهُ يَفتَحُ عَينَيهِ فَيَرَى أنَّ ثَروَتَهُ قَدْ طارَتْ.

20 “ Terrors overtake him like a flood; A tempest steals him away in the night.

كَمِياهِ الفَيَضاناتِ تَجْرِفُهُ الأهْوالُ، وَفِي اللَّيلِ تَخْطَفُهُ الرِّيحُ.

21 “ The east wind carries him away, and he is gone, For it whirls him away from his place.

تَرْفَعُهُ الرِّيحُ الشَّرقِيَّةُ فَيَذهَبُ، وَتَقتَلِعُهُ مِنْ بَيتِهِ.

22 “ For it will hurl at him without sparing; He will surely try to flee from its power.

تَرمِي الرِّيحُ بِثِقَلِها عَلَيهِ بِلا شَفَقَةٍ، وَيَهْرُبُ هَرَباً مِنْ قُوَّتِها.

23 “ Men will clap their hands at him And will hiss him from his place.

تُصَفِّقُ بَيَدَيها وَهُوَ يَركُضُ أمامَها، وَتُصَفِّرُ عَلَيهِ وَهُوَ يَهرُبُ مِنْ بَيتِهِ.»