Job 29

Job 29

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NAV — Ketab El Hayat (NAV)
Verse 1
Job continued his discourse:

وَاسْتَطْرَدَ أَيُّوبُ فِي ضَرْبِ مَثَلِهِ:
Verse 2
“How I long for the months gone by,
    for the days when God watched over me,
«يَا لَيْتَنِي مَازِلْتُ كَمَا كُنْتُ فِي الشُّهُورِ الْغَابِرَةِ، فِي الأَيَّامِ الَّتِي حَفِظَنِي فِيهَا اللهُ،
Verse 3
when his lamp shone on my head
    and by his light I walked through darkness!
كَانَ مِصْبَاحُهُ يُضِيءُ فَوْقَ رَأْسِي، فَأَسْلُكُ عَبْرَ الظُّلْمَةِ فِي نُورِهِ.
Verse 4
Oh, for the days when I was in my prime,
    when God’s intimate friendship blessed my house,
يَوْمَ كُنْتُ فِي رَيعَانِ قُوَّتِي وَرِضَى اللهِ مُخَيِّماً فَوْقَ بَيْتِي.
Verse 5
when the Almighty was still with me
    and my children were around me,
وَالْقَدِيرُ مَا بَرِحَ مَعِي، وَأَوْلادِي مَازَالُوا حَوْلِي.
Verse 6
when my path was drenched with cream
    and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.

حِينَ كُنْتُ أَغْسِلُ خَطْوَاتِي بِاللَّبَنِ، وَالصَّخْرُ يَفِيضُ لِي أَنْهَاراً مِنَ الزَّيْتِ.
Verse 7
“When I went to the gate of the city
    and took my seat in the public square,
حِينَ كُنْتُ أَخْرُجُ إِلَى بَوَّابَةِ الْمَدِينَةِ، وَأَحْتَلُّ فِي السَّاحَةِ مَجْلِسِي،
Verse 8
the young men saw me and stepped aside
    and the old men rose to their feet;
فَيَرَانِي الشُّبَّانُ وَيَتَوَارَوْنَ، وَيَقِفُ الشُّيُوخُ احْتِرَاماً لِي.
Verse 9
the chief men refrained from speaking
    and covered their mouths with their hands;
يَمْتَنِعُ الْعُظَمَاءُ عَنِ الْكَلامِ وَيَضَعُونَ أَيْدِيَهُمْ عَلَى أَفْوَاهِهِمْ.
Verse 10
the voices of the nobles were hushed,
    and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.
يَتَلاشَى صَوْتُ النُّبَلاءِ، وَتَلْتَصِقُ أَلْسِنَتُهُمْ بِأَحْنَاكِهِمْ.
Verse 11
Whoever heard me spoke well of me,
    and those who saw me commended me,
إِذَا سَمِعَتْ لِيَ الأُذُنُ تُطَوِّبُنِي، وَإذَا شَهِدَتْنِي الْعَيْنُ تُثْنِي عَلَيَّ،
Verse 12
because I rescued the poor who cried for help,
    and the fatherless who had none to assist them.
لأَنِّي أَنْقَذْتُ الْبَائِسَ الْمُسْتَغِيثَ، وَأَجَرْتُ الْيَتِيمَ طَالِبَ الْعَوْنِ،
Verse 13
The one who was dying blessed me;
    I made the widow’s heart sing.
فَحَلَّتْ عَلَيَّ بَرَكَةُ الْمُشْرِفِ عَلَى الْمَوْتِ، وَجَعَلْتُ قَلْبَ الأَرْمَلَةِ يَتَهَلَّلُ فَرَحاً.
Verse 14
I put on righteousness as my clothing;
    justice was my robe and my turban.
ارْتَدَيْتُ الْبِرَّ فَكَسَانِي، وَكَجُبَّةٍ وَعِمَامَةٍ كَانَ عَدْلِي.
Verse 15
I was eyes to the blind
    and feet to the lame.
كُنْتُ عُيُوناً لِلأَعْمَى، وَأَقْدَاماً لِلأَعْرَجِ،
Verse 16
I was a father to the needy;
    I took up the case of the stranger.
وَكُنْتُ أَباً لِلْمِسْكِينِ، أَتَقَصَّى دَعْوَى مَنْ لَمْ أَعْرِفْهُ.
Verse 17
I broke the fangs of the wicked
    and snatched the victims from their teeth.

هَشَّمْتُ أَنْيَابَ الظَّالِمِ وَمِنْ بَيْنِ أَسْنَانِهِ نَزَعْتُ الْفَرِيسَةَ،
Verse 18
“I thought, ‘I will die in my own house,
    my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
ثُمَّ حَدَّثْتُ نَفْسِي: إِنِّي سَأَمُوتُ فِي خَيْمَتِي وَتَتَكَاثَرُ أَيَّامِي كَحَبَّاتِ الرَّمْلِ.
Verse 19
My roots will reach to the water,
    and the dew will lie all night on my branches.
سَتَمْتَدُّ أُصُولِي إِلَى الْمِيَاهِ، وَالطَّلُّ يَبِيتُ عَلَى أَغْصَانِي.
Verse 20
My glory will not fade;
    the bow will be ever new in my hand.’

يَتَجَدَّدُ مَجْدِي دَائِماً، وَقَوْسِي أَبَداً جَدِيدَةٌ فِي يَدِي.
Verse 21
“People listened to me expectantly,
    waiting in silence for my counsel.
يَسْتَمِعُ النَّاسُ لِي وَيَنْتَظِرُونَ، وَيَصْمُتُونَ مُنْصِتِينَ لِمَشُورَتِي.
Verse 22
After I had spoken, they spoke no more;
    my words fell gently on their ears.
بَعْدَ كَلامِي لَا يُثَنُّونَ عَلَى أَقْوَالِي، وَحَدِيثِي يَقْطُرُ عَلَيْهِمْ كَالنَّدَى.
Verse 23
They waited for me as for showers
    and drank in my words as the spring rain.
يَتَرَقَّبُونَنِي كَالْغَيْثِ، وَيَفْتَحُونَ أَفْوَاهَهُمْ كَمَنْ يَنْهَلُ مِنْ مَطَرِ الرَّبِيعِ
Verse 24
When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it;
    the light of my face was precious to them.[a]
إِنِ ابْتَسَمْتُ لَهُمْ لَا يُصَدِّقُونَ، وَنُورُ وَجْهِي لَمْ يَطْرَحُوهُ عَنْهُمْ بَعِيداً.
Verse 25
I chose the way for them and sat as their chief;
    I dwelt as a king among his troops;
    I was like one who comforts mourners.

أَخْتَارُ لَهُمْ طَرِيقَهُمْ وَأَتَصَدَّرُ مَجْلِسَهُمْ، وَأَكُونُ بَيْنَهُمْ كَمَلِكٍ بَيْنَ جُيُوشِهِ، وَكَالْمُعَزِّي بَيْنَ النَّائِحِينَ.