1 I n those days Hezekiah became sick and was near death. Isaiah the man of God, the son of Amoz, came to him and said, “The Lord says, ‘Make those of your house ready, for you will die and not live.’”

فِي ذَلِكَ الوَقتِ، مَرِضَ حَزَقِيّا وَقارَبَ المَوْتَ. فَذَهَبَ النَّبِيُّ إشَعْياءُ بْنُ آمُوصَ إلَى حَزَقِيّا وَقالَ لَهُ: «يَقُولُ اللهُ لَكَ: ‹رَتِّبْ شُؤُونَ بَيْتِكَ، لِأنَّهُ لَنْ يَطُولَ بِكَ العُمْرُ. بَلْ سَتَمُوتُ قَرِيباً!›»

2 T hen Hezekiah turned his face to the wall, and prayed to the Lord,

فَأدارَ حَزَقِيّا وَجهَهُ إلَى الحائِطِ. وَصَلَّى إلَى اللهِ

3 a nd said, “O Lord, I ask you from my heart to remember now how I have walked with You in truth and with a whole heart. I have done what is good in Your eyes.” And Hezekiah cried with a bitter cry.

وَقالَ: «اذْكُرْ، يا اللهُ أنِّي خَدَمْتُكَ بِوَفاءٍ وَمِنْ كُلِّ قَلْبِي. وَفَعَلْتُ ما يُرْضِيكَ.» ثُمَّ بَكَى حَزَقِيّا بُكاءً مُرّاً.

4 T hen the Word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying,

فَجاءَتْ كَلَّمَهُ اللهِ إلَى إشَعْياءُ فَقالَ لَهُ:

5 “ Go and tell Hezekiah, ‘The Lord, the God of your father David, says, “I have heard your prayer. I have seen your tears. See, I will add fifteen years to your life.

«اذهَبْ وَكَلِّمْ حَزَقِيّا وَقُلْ لَهُ: ‹يَقُولُ اللهُ ، إلَهُ جَدِّكَ داوُدَ: قَدْ سَمِعْتُ صَلاتَكَ وَرَأيتُ دُمُوعَكَ. وَسَأُضِيفُ إلَى حَياتِكَ خَمْسَ عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً.

6 A nd I will take you and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria. I will fight for this city.”’”

وَسَأُنْقِذُكَ وَأُنْقِذُ هَذِهِ المَدِينَةَ مِنْ مَلِكِ أشُّورَ. وَسَأحمِي هَذِهِ المَدِينَةَ.›»

7 “ This is the special thing for you to see from the Lord, that the Lord will do what He has said:

وَهَذِهِ هِيَ العَلامَةُ الَّتِي يُعطِيها لَكَ اللهُ دَليلاً عَلَى أنَّ اللهَ سَيُحَقِّقُ كَلامَهُ:

8 S ee the shadow on the steps, which has gone down with the sun on the steps of Ahaz. I will make it go back ten steps.” So the sun’s shadow went back the ten steps it had gone down.

«سَأجعَلُ الظِلَّ الَّذِي تَحَرَّكَ مَعَ الشَّمسِ عَلَى مِقياسِ آحازَ لِلوَقتِ يِتِراجَعُ عَشَرَ دَرَجاتٍ. فَتَراجَعَ الظِلُّ عَشَرَ دَرَجاتٍ عَلَى مِقياسِ آحازَ لِلوَقتِ.» ترنيمةُ آحاز

9 T his is the writing of King Hezekiah of Judah, after he had been sick and became well again:

وَهَذا ما كَتَبَهُ حَزَقِيّا مَلِكُ يَهُوذا، بَعدَ مَرَضِهِ وَشِفائِهِ مِنَ المَرَضِ:

10 I said, “Half-way through my life I am to go through the gates of the place of the dead. The rest of my years have been kept from me.”

قُلْتُ لِنَفسِي: «فِي مُنتَصَفِ حَياتِي سَأعبُرُ بَوّاباتِ الهاوِيَةِ. قَدِ امتُحِنْتُ، وَأُخِذَتْ بَقِيَّةُ سَنَواتِ حَياتِي مِنِّي.

11 I said, “I will not see the Lord, the Lord in the land of the living. I will not look upon man any more among the people of the world.

قُلْتُ لَنْ أرَى اللهَ ياه فِي أرْضِ الأحياءِ، لَنْ أرَى النّاسَ، وَلَنْ أعِيشَ مَعَ سُكّانِ الأرضِ.

12 M y house is pulled up like a shepherd’s tent and taken from me. I have rolled up my life like a cloth-maker. He cuts me off from the cloth He is making. From day to night You make an end of me.

حَياتِي زالَتْ وَأُخِذَتْ مِنِّي، مِثلَ خَيمَةِ الرّاعِي. قُطِعَتْ حَياتِي وَلُفَّتْ، مِثلَ نَسّاجٍ يَفصِلُ البِساطَ عَنِ آلَةِ الحِياكَةِ، قَدِ انتَهَتْ فِي فَترَةٍ قَصِيرَةٍ!

13 I waited for help until morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones. From day to night You make an end of me.

صَرَختُ طَلَباً لِلعَونِ طَوالَ اللَّيلِ. كَالأسَدِ يُهَشِّمُ عِظامِي. أنهَيتَ حَياتِي فِي فَترَةٍ قَصِيرَةٍ.

14 I make noise like the birds. I cry like a dove. My eyes are tired from looking up. O Lord, I am having a hard time. Keep me safe.

أبكِي كَسُنُونَةٍ، أنُوحُ كَيَمامَةٍ. تَعِبَتْ عَينايَ مِنَ النَّظَرِ إلَى الأعلَى. يا رَبُّ أنا مُتَضايِقٌ فَأطلِقْنِي.

15 “ But what can I say? For He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it. I will walk with care all my years because my soul is bitter.

ماذا أستَطِيعُ أنْ أقُولَ؟ فَهُوَ تَكَلَّمَ، وَهُوَ نَفسُهُ سَيَعمَلُ. سَأتَمَشَّى عَلَى مَهلٍ كُلَّ سِنِيِّ حَياتِي، بِسَبَبِ مَرارَةِ نَفسِي.

16 O Lord, by these things men live. And in all these is the life of my spirit. O heal me, and let me live!

يا سَيِّدِي، بِسَبَبِ أعمالِكَ يَحيا الإنسانُ، وَفِي كُلِّ هَذِهِ الأعمالِ تَجِدُ رُوحِي حَياةً. فَأعطِنِي صِحَّةً وَحَياةً.

17 S ee, it was for my own well-being that I was bitter. But You have kept my soul from the grave that destroys. You have put all my sins behind Your back.

«فَهُوَذا المَرارَةُ الَّتِي فِيَّ تَحَوَّلَتْ لِخَيرِيَ. وَأنتَ حَفِظتَ حَياتِيَ مِنْ حُفرَةِ الفَناءِ. لأنَّكَ ألقَيتَ وَراءَ ظَهرِكَ كُلَّ خَطايايَ.

18 T he place of the dead cannot thank You. Death cannot praise You. Those who go down to the grave cannot hope that You will be faithful.

القَبرُ لا يَستَطِيعُ أنْ يَشكُرَكَ، وَالمَوتُ لا يُسَبِّحُكَ، وَأُولَئِكَ النّازِلُونَ إلَى القَبرِ لا يَضَعُونَ رَجاءَهُمْ فِي أمانَتِكَ.

19 I t is the living who give thanks to You, as I do today. A father tells his sons about how faithful You are.

الأحياءُ وَحدَهُمْ يَشكُرُونَكَ. كَما أفعَلُ أنا اليَومَ. الآباءُ يُعَلِّمُونَ الأولادَ عَنْ أمانَتِكَ.

20 T he Lord will save me. And we will sing my songs with harps all the days of our life in the house of the Lord.”

سَيُخَلِّصُنِي اللهُ ، لِذا سَنَعزِفُ عَلَى آلاتِنا المُوسِيقِيَّةِ كُلَّ أيّامِ حَياتِنا فِي بَيتِ اللهِ.»

21 N ow Isaiah had said, “Let them take a cake of figs and put it on the sore, that he may get well.”

وَكانَ إشَعْياءُ قَدْ قالَ: «لِيَأخُذُوا ضَمّادَةً مِنْ تِينٍ مَهرُوسٍ وَيَفرُكُوا بِها البُثُورَ، وَسَيُشفَى حَزَقِيّا.»

22 T hen Hezekiah had said, “What is the special thing to see, that I will go up to the house of the Lord?”

وَقالَ حَزَقِيّا: «ما هِيَ العَلامَةُ بِأنِّي سأُشفَى وَأصعَدُ إلَى بَيتِ اللهِ ؟»