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الكتاب المقدس (Van Dyke)

Job

27

1And Job again took up his parable, and said,
1وعاد ايوب ينطق بمثله فقال
2As God liveth, who hath taken away my right, And the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul:
2حيّ هو الله الذي نزع حقي والقدير الذي امرّ نفسي
3(For my life is yet whole in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
3انه ما دامت نسمتي فيّ ونفخة الله في انفي
4Surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, Neither shall my tongue utter deceit.
4لن تتكلم شفتاي اثما ولا يلفظ لساني بغش.
5Far be it from me that I should justify you: Till I die I will not put away mine integrity from me.
5حاشا لي ان ابرركم. حتى اسلم الروح لا اعزل كمالي عني.
6My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: My heart shall not reproach [me] so long as I live.
6تمسكت ببري ولا ارخيه. قلبي لا يعير يوما من ايامي.
7Let mine enemy be as the wicked, And let him that riseth up against me be as the unrighteous.
7ليكن عدوي كالشرير ومعاندي كفاعل الشر.
8For what is the hope of the godless, though he get him gain, When God taketh away his soul?
8لانه ما هو رجاء الفاجر عندما يقطعه عندما يسلب الله نفسه.
9Will God hear his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?
9أفيسمع الله صراخه اذا جاء عليه ضيق.
10Will he delight himself in the Almighty, And call upon God at all times?
10ام يتلذذ بالقدير. هل يدعو الله في كل حين
11I will teach you concerning the hand of God; That which is with the Almighty will I not conceal.
11اني اعلمكم بيد الله. لا اكتم ما هو عند القدير.
12Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; Why then are ye become altogether vain?
12ها انتم كلكم قد رأيتم فلماذا تتبطلون تبطلا قائلين
13This is the portion of a wicked man with God, And the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty:
13هذا نصيب الانسان الشرير من عند الله وميراث العتاة الذي ينالونه من القدير.
14If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
14ان كثر بنوه فللسيف وذريته لا تشبع خبزا.
15Those that remain of him shall be buried in death, And his widows shall make no lamentation.
15بقيته تدفن بالموتان وارامله لا تبكي.
16Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare raiment as the clay;
16ان كنز فضة كالتراب واعدّ ملابس كالطين
17He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver.
17فهو يعدّ والبار يلبسه والبري يقسم الفضة.
18He buildeth his house as the moth, And as a booth which the keeper maketh.
18يبني بيته كالعث او كمظله صنعها الناطور.
19He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered [to his fathers]; He openeth his eyes, and he is not.
19يضطجع غنيا ولكنه لا يضم. يفتح عينيه ولا يكون.
20Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
20الاهوال تدركه كالمياه. ليلا تختطفه الزوبعة
21The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth; And it sweepeth him out of his place.
21تحمله الشرقية فيذهب وتجرفه من مكانه.
22For [God] shall hurl at him, and not spare: He would fain flee out of his hand.
22يلقي الله عليه ولا يشفق. من يده يهرب هربا.
23Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.
23يصفقون عليه بايديهم ويصفرون عليه من مكانه