اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 36
| لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِعَبْدِ ٱلرَّبِّ دَاوُدَ نَأْمَةُ مَعْصِيَةِ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ فِي دَاخِلِ قَلْبِي أَنْ لَيْسَ خَوْفُ ٱللهِ أَمَامَ عَيْنَيْهِ. | ١ 1 |
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. An oracle is in my heart regarding the transgression of the wicked man: There is no fear of God before his eyes.
| لِأَنَّهُ مَلَّقَ نَفْسَهُ لِنَفْسِهِ مِنْ جِهَةِ وِجْدَانِ إِثْمِهِ وَبُغْضِهِلإ. | ٢ 2 |
For his eyes are too full of conceit to detect or hate his own sin.
| كَلَامُ فَمِهِ إِثْمٌ وَغِشٌّ. كَفَّ عَنِ ٱلتَّعَقُّلِ، عَنْ عَمَلِ ٱلْخَيْرِ. | ٣ 3 |
The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and well-doing.
| يَتَفَكَّرُ بِٱلْإِثْمِ عَلَى مَضْجَعِهِ. يَقِفُ فِي طَرِيقٍ غَيْرِ صَالِحٍ. لَا يَرْفُضُ ٱلشَّرَّ. | ٤ 4 |
Even on his bed he plots wickedness; he sets himself on a path that is not good; he fails to reject evil.
| يَارَبُّ، فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ رَحْمَتُكَ. أَمَانَتُكَ إِلَى ٱلْغَمَامِ. | ٥ 5 |
Your loving devotion, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the clouds.
| عَدْلُكَ مِثْلُ جِبَالِ ٱللهِ، وَأَحْكَامُكَ لُجَّةٌ عَظِيمَةٌ. ٱلنَّاسَ وَٱلْبَهَائِمَ تُخَلِّصُ يَارَبُّ. | ٦ 6 |
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.
| مَا أَكْرَمَ رَحْمَتَكَ يَا ٱللهُ! فَبَنُو ٱلْبَشَرِ فِي ظِلِّ جَنَاحَيْكَ يَحْتَمُونَ. | ٧ 7 |
How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!
| يَرْوَوْنَ مِنْ دَسَمِ بَيْتِكَ، وَمِنْ نَهْرِ نِعَمِكَ تَسْقِيهِمْ. | ٨ 8 |
They feast on the abundance of Your house, and You give them drink from Your river of delights.
| لِأَنَّ عِنْدَكَ يَنْبُوعَ ٱلْحَيَاةِ. بِنُورِكَ نَرَى نُورًا. | ٩ 9 |
For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light.
| أَدِمْ رَحْمَتَكَ لِلَّذِينَ يَعْرِفُونَكَ، وَعَدْلَكَ لِلْمُسْتَقِيمِي ٱلْقَلْبِ. | ١٠ 10 |
Extend Your loving devotion to those who know You, and Your righteousness to the upright in heart.
| لَا تَأْتِنِي رِجْلُ ٱلْكِبْرِيَاءِ، وَيَدُ ٱلْأَشْرَارِ لَا تُزَحْزِحْنِي. | ١١ 11 |
Let not the foot of the proud come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
| هُنَاكَ سَقَطَ فَاعِلُو ٱلْإِثْمِ. دُحِرُوا فَلَمْ يَسْتَطِيعُوا ٱلْقِيَامَ. | ١٢ 12 |
There the evildoers lie fallen, thrown down and unable to rise.
