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تَرْنِيمَةُ ٱلْمَصَاعِدِ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ فِي ضِيْقِي صَرَخْتُ فَٱسْتَجَابَ لِي. | ١ 1 |
A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
يَارَبُّ، نَجِّ نَفْسِي مِنْ شِفَاهِ ٱلْكَذِبِ، مِنْ لِسَانِ غِشٍّ. | ٢ 2 |
O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.
مَاذَا يُعْطِيكَ وَمَاذَا يَزِيدُ لَكَ لِسَانُ ٱلْغِشِّ؟ | ٣ 3 |
What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?
سِهَامَ جَبَّارٍ مَسْنُونَةً مَعَ جَمْرِ ٱلرَّتَمِ. | ٤ 4 |
Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.
وَيْلِي لِغُرْبَتِي فِي مَاشِكَ، لِسَكَنِي فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ! | ٥ 5 |
Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.
طَالَ عَلَى نَفْسِي سَكَنُهَا مَعَ مُبْغِضِ ٱلسَّلَامِ. | ٦ 6 |
My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.
أَنَا سَلَامٌ، وَحِينَمَا أَتَكَلَّمُ فَهُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ. | ٧ 7 |
I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.