Isaiah 38

1 In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him and said, “This is what the LORD says: ‘Put your house in order, for you are about to die; you will not recover.’”

1 فِي تِلْكَ ٱلْأَيَّامِ مَرِضَ حَزَقِيَّا لِلْمَوْتِ، فَجَاءَ إِلَيْهِ إِشَعْيَاءُ بْنُ آمُوصَ ٱلنَّبِيُّ وَقَالَ لَهُ: «هَكَذَا يَقُولُ ٱلرَّبُّ: أَوْصِ بَيْتَكَ لِأَنَّكَ تَمُوتُ وَلَا تَعِيشُ».

2 Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD,

2 فَوَجَّهَ حَزَقِيَّا وَجْهَهُ إِلَى ٱلْحَائِطِ وَصَلَّى إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ

3 saying, “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what is good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

3 وَقَالَ: «آهِ يَارَبُّ، ٱذْكُرْ كَيْفَ سِرْتُ أَمَامَكَ بِٱلْأَمَانَةِ وَبِقَلْبٍ سَلِيمٍ وَفَعَلْتُ ٱلْحَسَنَ فِي عَيْنَيْكَ». وَبَكَى حَزَقِيَّا بُكَاءً عَظِيمًا.

4 And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying,

4 فَصَارَ قَوْلُ ٱلرَّبِّ إِلَى إِشَعْيَاءَ قَائِلًا:

5 “Go and tell Hezekiah that this is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: ‘I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your life.

5 «ٱذْهَبْ وَقُلْ لِحَزَقِيَّا: هَكَذَا يَقُولُ ٱلرَّبُّ إِلَهُ دَاوُدَ أَبِيكَ: قَدْ سَمِعْتُ صَلَاتَكَ. قَدْ رَأَيْتُ دُمُوعَكَ. هَأَنَذَا أُضِيفُ إِلَى أَيَّامِكَ خَمْسَ عَشَرَةَ سَنَةً.

6 And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city.

6 وَمِنْ يَدِ مَلِكِ أَشُّورَ أُنْقِذُكَ وَهَذِهِ ٱلْمَدِينَةَ. وَأُحَامِي عَنْ هَذِهِ ٱلْمَدِينَةِ.

7 This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised:

7 وَهَذِهِ لَكَ ٱلْعَلَامَةُ مِنْ قِبَلِ ٱلرَّبِّ عَلَى أَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ يَفْعَلُ هَذَا ٱلْأَمْرَ ٱلَّذِي تَكَلَّمَ بِهِ:

8 I will make the sun’s shadow that falls on the stairway of Ahaz go back ten steps.’” So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had descended.

8 هَأَنَذَا أُرَجِّعُ ظِلَّ ٱلدَّرَجَاتِ ٱلَّذِي نَزَلَ فِي دَرَجَاتِ آحَازَ بِٱلشَّمْسِ عَشَرَ دَرَجَاتٍ إِلَى ٱلْوَرَاءِ». فَرَجَعَتِ ٱلشَّمْسُ عَشَرَ دَرَجَاتٍ فِي ٱلدَّرَجَاتِ ٱلَّتِي نَزَلَتْهَا.

9 This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:

9 كِتَابَةٌ لِحَزَقِيَّا مَلِكِ يَهُوذَا إِذْ مَرِضَ وَشُفِيَ مِنْ مَرَضِهِ:

10 I said, “In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol and be deprived of the remainder of my years.”

10 أَنَا قُلْتُ: «فِي عِزِّ أَيَّامِي أَذْهَبُ إِلَى أَبْوَابِ ٱلْهَاوِيَةِ. قَدْ أُعْدِمْتُ بَقِيَّةَ سِنِيَّ.

11 I said, “I will never again see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind with those who dwell in this world.

11 قُلْتُ: لَا أَرَى ٱلرَّبَّ. ٱلرَّبَّ فِي أَرْضِ ٱلْأَحْيَاءِ. لَا أَنْظُرُ إِنْسَانًا بَعْدُ مَعَ سُكَّانِ ٱلْفَانِيَةِ.

12 My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom; from day until night You make an end of me.

12 مَسْكِنِي قَدِ ٱنْقَلَعَ وَٱنْتَقَلَ عَنِّي كَخَيْمَةِ ٱلرَّاعِي. لَفَفْتُ كَٱلْحَائِكِ حَيَاتِي. مِنَ ٱلنَّوْلِ يَقْطَعُنِي. ٱلنَّهَارَ وَٱللَّيْلَ تُفْنِينِي.

13 I composed myself until the morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones; from day until night You make an end of me.

13 صَرَخْتُ إِلَى ٱلصَّبَاحِ. كَٱلْأَسَدِ هَكَذَا يُهَشِّمُ جَمِيعَ عِظَامِي. ٱلنَّهَارَ وَٱلَّلَيْلَ تُفْنِينِي.

14 I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”

14 كَسُنُونةٍ مُزَقْزِقةٍ هَكَذَا أَصِيحُ. أَهْدِرُ كَحَمَامَةٍ. قَدْ ضَعُفَتْ عَيْنَايَ نَاظِرَةً إِلَى ٱلعَلَاءِ. يَارَبُّ، قَدْ تَضَايَقْتُ. كُنْ لِي ضَامِنًا.

15 What can I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done this. I will walk slowly all my years because of the anguish of my soul.

15 بِمَاذَا أَتَكَلَّمُ، فَإِنَّهُ قَالَ لِي وَهُوَ قَدْ فَعَلَ. أَتَمَشَّى مُتَمَهِّلًا كُلَّ سِنِيَّ مِن أَجْلِ مَرَارَةِ نَفْسِي.

16 O Lord, by such things men live, and in all of them my spirit finds life. You have restored me to health and have let me live.

16 أَيُّهَا ٱلسَّيِّدُ، بِهَذِهِ يَحْيَوْنَ، وَبِهَا كُلُّ حَيَاةِ رُوحِي فَتَشْفِينِي وَتُحْيِينِي.

17 Surely for my own welfare I had such great anguish; but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion, for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.

17 هُوَذَا لِلسَّلَامَةِ قَدْ تَحَوَّلَتْ لِيَ ٱلْمَرَارَةُ، وَأَنْتَ تَعَلَّقْتَ بِنَفْسِي مِنْ وَهْدَةِ ٱلْهَلَاكِ، فَإِنَّكَ طَرَحْتَ وَرَاءَ ظَهْرِكَ كُلَّ خَطَايَايَ.

18 For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.

18 لِأَنَّ ٱلْهَاوِيَةَ لَا تَحْمَدُكَ. ٱلْمَوْتُ لَا يُسَبِّحُكَ. لَا يَرْجُو ٱلْهَابِطُونَ إِلَى ٱلْجُبِّ أَمَانَتَكَ.

19 The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.

19 ٱلْحَيُّ ٱلْحَيُّ هُوَ يَحْمَدُكَ كَمَا أَنَا ٱلْيَوْمَ. ٱلْأَبُ يُعَرِّفُ ٱلْبَنِينَ حَقَّكَ.

20 The LORD will save me; we will play songs on stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the house of the LORD.

20 ٱلرَّبُّ لِخَلَاصِي. فَنَعْزِفُ بِأَوْتَارِنَا كُلَّ أَيَّامِ حَيَاتِنَا فِي بَيْتِ ٱلرَّبِّ».

21 Now Isaiah had said, “Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”

21 وَكَانَ إِشَعْيَاءُ قَدْ قَالَ: «لِيَأْخُذُوا قُرْصَ تِينٍ وَيَضْمُدُوهُ عَلَى ٱلدَّبْلِ فَيَبْرَأَ».

22 And Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?”

22 وَحَزَقِيَّا قَالَ: «مَا هِيَ ٱلْعَلَامَةُ أَنِّي أَصْعَدُ إِلَى بَيْتِ ٱلرَّبِّ؟».