1 I n those days was Hezekiah sick and near death. Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him, and said to him, “Yahweh says, ‘Set your house in order, 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 Yahweh,
فَأدارَ حَزَقِيّا وَجهَهُ إلَى الحائِطِ. وَصَلَّى إلَى اللهِ
3 a nd said, “Remember now, Yahweh, I beg you, how I have walked before you in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in your sight.” Hezekiah wept bitterly.
وَقالَ: «اذْكُرْ، يا اللهُ أنِّي خَدَمْتُكَ بِوَفاءٍ وَمِنْ كُلِّ قَلْبِي. وَفَعَلْتُ ما يُرْضِيكَ.» ثُمَّ بَكَى حَزَقِيّا بُكاءً مُرّاً.
4 T hen Yahweh’s word came to Isaiah, saying,
فَجاءَتْ كَلَّمَهُ اللهِ إلَى إشَعْياءُ فَقالَ لَهُ:
5 “ Go, and tell Hezekiah, ‘Yahweh says, the God of David your father, “I have heard your prayer. I have seen your tears. Behold, 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 I will deliver you and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria, and I will defend this city.
وَسَأُنْقِذُكَ وَأُنْقِذُ هَذِهِ المَدِينَةَ مِنْ مَلِكِ أشُّورَ. وَسَأحمِي هَذِهِ المَدِينَةَ.›»
7 T his shall be the sign to you from Yahweh, that Yahweh will do this thing that he has spoken.
وَهَذِهِ هِيَ العَلامَةُ الَّتِي يُعطِيها لَكَ اللهُ دَليلاً عَلَى أنَّ اللهَ سَيُحَقِّقُ كَلامَهُ:
8 B ehold, I will cause the shadow on the sundial, which has gone down on the sundial of Ahaz with the sun, to return backward ten steps. So the sun returned ten steps on the sundial on which 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 he writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick, and had recovered of his sickness.
وَهَذا ما كَتَبَهُ حَزَقِيّا مَلِكُ يَهُوذا، بَعدَ مَرَضِهِ وَشِفائِهِ مِنَ المَرَضِ:
10 I said, “In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years.”
قُلْتُ لِنَفسِي: «فِي مُنتَصَفِ حَياتِي سَأعبُرُ بَوّاباتِ الهاوِيَةِ. قَدِ امتُحِنْتُ، وَأُخِذَتْ بَقِيَّةُ سَنَواتِ حَياتِي مِنِّي.
11 I said, “I won’t see Yah, Yah in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
قُلْتُ لَنْ أرَى اللهَ ياه فِي أرْضِ الأحياءِ، لَنْ أرَى النّاسَ، وَلَنْ أعِيشَ مَعَ سُكّانِ الأرضِ.
12 M y dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will 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 patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
صَرَختُ طَلَباً لِلعَونِ طَوالَ اللَّيلِ. كَالأسَدِ يُهَشِّمُ عِظامِي. أنهَيتَ حَياتِي فِي فَترَةٍ قَصِيرَةٍ.
14 I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”
أبكِي كَسُنُونَةٍ، أنُوحُ كَيَمامَةٍ. تَعِبَتْ عَينايَ مِنَ النَّظَرِ إلَى الأعلَى. يا رَبُّ أنا مُتَضايِقٌ فَأطلِقْنِي.
15 W hat will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
ماذا أستَطِيعُ أنْ أقُولَ؟ فَهُوَ تَكَلَّمَ، وَهُوَ نَفسُهُ سَيَعمَلُ. سَأتَمَشَّى عَلَى مَهلٍ كُلَّ سِنِيِّ حَياتِي، بِسَبَبِ مَرارَةِ نَفسِي.
16 L ord, men live by these things; and my spirit finds life in all of them: you restore me, and cause me to live.
يا سَيِّدِي، بِسَبَبِ أعمالِكَ يَحيا الإنسانُ، وَفِي كُلِّ هَذِهِ الأعمالِ تَجِدُ رُوحِي حَياةً. فَأعطِنِي صِحَّةً وَحَياةً.
17 B ehold, for peace I had great anguish, but you have in love for my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; for you have cast 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 F or Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.
القَبرُ لا يَستَطِيعُ أنْ يَشكُرَكَ، وَالمَوتُ لا يُسَبِّحُكَ، وَأُولَئِكَ النّازِلُونَ إلَى القَبرِ لا يَضَعُونَ رَجاءَهُمْ فِي أمانَتِكَ.
19 T he living, the living, he shall praise you, as I do today. The father shall make known your truth to the children.
الأحياءُ وَحدَهُمْ يَشكُرُونَكَ. كَما أفعَلُ أنا اليَومَ. الآباءُ يُعَلِّمُونَ الأولادَ عَنْ أمانَتِكَ.
20 Y ahweh will save me. Therefore we will sing my songs with stringed instruments all the days of our life in Yahweh’s house.
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 lay it for a poultice on the boil, and he shall recover.”
وَكانَ إشَعْياءُ قَدْ قالَ: «لِيَأخُذُوا ضَمّادَةً مِنْ تِينٍ مَهرُوسٍ وَيَفرُكُوا بِها البُثُورَ، وَسَيُشفَى حَزَقِيّا.»
22 H ezekiah also had said, “What is the sign that I will go up to Yahweh’s house?”
وَقالَ حَزَقِيّا: «ما هِيَ العَلامَةُ بِأنِّي سأُشفَى وَأصعَدُ إلَى بَيتِ اللهِ ؟»