< اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 104 >
بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي ٱلرَّبَّ. يَارَبُّ إِلَهِي، قَدْ عَظُمْتَ جِدًّا. مَجْدًا وَجَلَالًا لَبِسْتَ. | ١ 1 |
Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.
ٱللَّابِسُ ٱلنُّورَ كَثَوْبٍ، ٱلْبَاسِطُ ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ كَشُقَّةٍ. | ٢ 2 |
Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,
ٱلْمُسَقِّفُ عَلَالِيَهُ بِٱلْمِيَاهِ. ٱلْجَاعِلُ ٱلسَّحَابَ مَرْكَبَتَهُ، ٱلْمَاشِي عَلَى أَجْنِحَةِ ٱلرِّيحِ. | ٣ 3 |
Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,
ٱلصَّانِعُ مَلَائِكَتَهُ رِيَاحًا، وَخُدَّامَهُ نَارًا مُلْتَهِبَةً. | ٤ 4 |
Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.
ٱلْمُؤَسِّسُ ٱلْأَرْضَ عَلَى قَوَاعِدِهَا فَلَا تَتَزَعْزَعُ إِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ وَٱلْأَبَدِ. | ٥ 5 |
He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.
كَسَوْتَهَا ٱلْغَمْرَ كَثَوْبٍ. فَوْقَ ٱلْجِبَالِ تَقِفُ ٱلْمِيَاهُ. | ٦ 6 |
The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.
مِنِ ٱنْتِهَارِكَ تَهْرُبُ، مِنْ صَوْتِ رَعْدِكَ تَفِرُّ. | ٧ 7 |
From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.
تَصْعَدُ إِلَى ٱلْجِبَالِ. تَنْزِلُ إِلَى ٱلْبِقَاعِ، إِلَى ٱلْمَوْضِعِ ٱلَّذِي أَسَّسْتَهُ لَهَا. | ٨ 8 |
They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.
وَضَعْتَ لَهَا تَخْمًا لَا تَتَعَدَّاهُ. لَا تَرْجِعُ لِتُغَطِّيَ ٱلْأَرْضَ. | ٩ 9 |
A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.
اَلْمُفَجِّرُ عُيُونًا فِي ٱلْأَوْدِيَةِ. بَيْنَ ٱلْجِبَالِ تَجْرِي. | ١٠ 10 |
Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.
تَسْقِي كُلَّ حَيَوَانِ ٱلْبَرِّ. تَكْسِرُ ٱلْفِرَاءُ ظَمْأَهَا. | ١١ 11 |
They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.
فَوْقَهَا طُيُورُ ٱلسَّمَاءِ تَسْكُنُ. مِنْ بَيْنِ ٱلْأَغْصَانِ تُسَمِّعُ صَوْتًا. | ١٢ 12 |
By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
ٱلسَّاقِي ٱلْجِبَالَ مِنْ عَلَالِيهِ. مِنْ ثَمَرِ أَعْمَالِكَ تَشْبَعُ ٱلْأَرْضُ. | ١٣ 13 |
Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.
ٱلْمُنْبِتُ عُشْبًا لِلْبَهَائِمِ، وَخُضْرَةً لِخِدْمَةِ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ، لِإِخْرَاجِ خُبْزٍ مِنَ ٱلْأَرْضِ، | ١٤ 14 |
Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,
وَخَمْرٍ تُفَرِّحُ قَلْبَ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ، لِإِلْمَاعِ وَجْهِهِ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ ٱلزَّيْتِ، وَخُبْزٍ يُسْنِدُ قَلْبَ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ. | ١٥ 15 |
And wine — it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread — the heart of man it supporteth.
تَشْبَعُ أَشْجَارُ ٱلرَّبِّ، أَرْزُ لُبْنَانَ ٱلَّذِي نَصَبَهُ. | ١٦ 16 |
Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,
حَيْثُ تُعَشِّشُ هُنَاكَ ٱلْعَصَافِيرُ. أَمَّا ٱللَّقْلَقُ فَٱلسَّرْوُ بَيْتُهُ. | ١٧ 17 |
Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs [are] her house.
ٱلْجِبَالُ ٱلْعَالِيَةُ لِلْوُعُولِ، ٱلصُّخُورُ مَلْجَأٌ لِلْوِبَارِ. | ١٨ 18 |
The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies,
صَنَعَ ٱلْقَمَرَ لِلْمَوَاقِيتِ. ٱلشَّمْسُ تَعْرِفُ مَغْرِبَهَا. | ١٩ 19 |
He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.
تَجْعَلُ ظُلْمَةً فَيَصِيرُ لَيْلٌ. فِيهِ يَدِبُّ كُلُّ حَيَوَانِ ٱلْوَعْرِ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.
ٱلْأَشْبَالُ تُزَمْجِرُ لِتَخْطَفَ، وَلِتَلْتَمِسَ مِنَ ٱللهِ طَعَامَهَا. | ٢١ 21 |
The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.
تُشْرِقُ ٱلشَّمْسُ فَتَجْتَمِعُ، وَفِي مَآوِيهَا تَرْبِضُ. | ٢٢ 22 |
The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.
ٱلْإِنْسَانُ يَخْرُجُ إِلَى عَمَلِهِ، وَإِلَى شُغْلِهِ إِلَى ٱلْمَسَاءِ. | ٢٣ 23 |
Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till evening.
مَا أَعْظَمَ أَعْمَالَكَ يَارَبُّ! كُلَّهَا بِحِكْمَةٍ صَنَعْتَ. مَلْآنةٌ ٱلْأَرْضُ مِنْ غِنَاكَ. | ٢٤ 24 |
How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions.
هَذَا ٱلْبَحْرُ ٱلْكَبِيرُ ٱلْوَاسِعُ ٱلْأَطْرَافِ. هُنَاكَ دَبَّابَاتٌ بِلَا عَدَدٍ. صِغَارُ حَيَوَانٍ مَعَ كِبَارٍ. | ٢٥ 25 |
This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.
هُنَاكَ تَجْرِي ٱلسُّفُنُ. لِوِيَاثَانُ هَذَا خَلَقْتَهُ لِيَلْعَبَ فِيهِ. | ٢٦ 26 |
There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.
كُلُّهَا إِيَّاكَ تَتَرَجَّى لِتَرْزُقَهَا قُوتَهَا فِي حِينِهِ. | ٢٧ 27 |
All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
تُعْطِيهَا فَتَلْتَقِطُ. تَفْتَحُ يَدَكَ فَتَشْبَعُ خَيْرًا. | ٢٨ 28 |
Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they [are] satisfied [with] good.
تَحْجُبُ وَجْهَكَ فَتَرْتَاعُ. تَنْزِعُ أَرْوَاحَهَا فَتَمُوتُ، وَإِلَى تُرَابِهَا تَعُودُ. | ٢٩ 29 |
Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
تُرْسِلُ رُوحَكَ فَتُخْلَقُ، وَتُجَدِّدُ وَجْهَ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٣٠ 30 |
Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.
يَكُونُ مَجْدُ ٱلرَّبِّ إِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ. يَفْرَحُ ٱلرَّبُّ بِأَعْمَالِهِ. | ٣١ 31 |
The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,
ٱلنَّاظِرُ إِلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ فَتَرْتَعِدُ. يَمَسُّ ٱلْجِبَالَ فَتُدَخِّنُ. | ٣٢ 32 |
Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.
أُغَنِّي لِلرَّبِّ فِي حَيَاتِي. أُرَنِّمُ لِإِلَهِي مَا دُمْتُ مَوْجُودًا. | ٣٣ 33 |
I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
فَيَلَذُّ لَهُ نَشِيدِي، وَأَنَا أَفْرَحُ بِٱلرَّبِّ. | ٣٤ 34 |
Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.
لِتُبَدِ ٱلْخُطَاةُ مِنَ ٱلْأَرْضِ وَٱلْأَشْرَارُ لَا يَكُونُوا بَعْدُ. بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي ٱلرَّبَّ. هَلِّلُويَا. | ٣٥ 35 |
Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah!