Shir ha-Shirim (שיר השירים ) - Cantico dei Cantici 17

STUTTGARTENSIA-DELITZSCH	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 רוּחִי חֻבָּלָה יָמַי נִזְעָכוּ קְבָרִים לִי	1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2 אִם־לֹא הֲתֻלִים עִמָּדִי וּבְהַמְּרֹותָם תָּלַן עֵינִי	2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3 שִׂימָה־נָּא עָרְבֵנִי עִמָּךְ מִי הוּא לְיָדִי יִתָּקֵעַ	3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4 כִּי־לִבָּם צָפַנְתָּ מִּשָּׂכֶל עַל־כֵּן לֹא תְרֹמֵם	4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
5 לְחֵלֶק יַגִּיד רֵעִים וְעֵינֵי בָנָיו תִּכְלֶנָה	5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 וְהִצִּגַנִי לִמְשֹׁל עַמִּים וְתֹפֶת לְפָנִים אֶהְיֶה	6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7 וַתֵּכַהּ מִכַּעַשׂ עֵינִי וִיצֻרַי כַּצֵּל כֻּלָּם	7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 יָשֹׁמּוּ יְשָׁרִים עַל־זֹאת וְנָקִי עַל־חָנֵף יִתְעֹרָר	8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9 וְיֹאחֵז צַדִּיק דַּרְכֹּו וּטֳהָר־יָדַיִם יֹסִיף אֹמֶץ	9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10 וְאוּלָם כֻּלָּם תָּשֻׁבוּ וּבֹאוּ נָא וְלֹא־אֶמְצָא בָכֶם חָכָם	10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11 יָמַי עָבְרוּ זִמֹּתַי נִתְּקוּ מֹורָשֵׁי לְבָבִי	11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12 לַיְלָה לְיֹום יָשִׂימוּ אֹור קָרֹוב מִפְּנֵי־חֹשֶׁךְ	12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
13 אִם־אֲקַוֶּה שְׁאֹול בֵּיתִי בַּחֹשֶׁךְ רִפַּדְתִּי יְצוּעָי	13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
14 לַשַּׁחַת קָרָאתִי אָבִי אָתָּה אִמִּי וַאֲחֹתִי לָרִמָּה	14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister.
15 וְאַיֵּה אֵפֹו תִקְוָתִי וְתִקְוָתִי מִי יְשׁוּרֶנָּה	15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 בַּדֵּי שְׁאֹל תֵּרַדְנָה אִם־יַחַד עַל־עָפָר נָחַת׃ ס	16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.