< اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 36 >
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِعَبْدِ ٱلرَّبِّ دَاوُدَ نَأْمَةُ مَعْصِيَةِ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ فِي دَاخِلِ قَلْبِي أَنْ لَيْسَ خَوْفُ ٱللهِ أَمَامَ عَيْنَيْهِ. | ١ 1 |
For the leader. Of the servant of the Lord, of David. Sin whispers within the heart of the wicked, who have no dread of God before their eyes.
لِأَنَّهُ مَلَّقَ نَفْسَهُ لِنَفْسِهِ مِنْ جِهَةِ وِجْدَانِ إِثْمِهِ وَبُغْضِهِلإ. | ٢ 2 |
It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.
كَلَامُ فَمِهِ إِثْمٌ وَغِشٌّ. كَفَّ عَنِ ٱلتَّعَقُّلِ، عَنْ عَمَلِ ٱلْخَيْرِ. | ٣ 3 |
First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.
يَتَفَكَّرُ بِٱلْإِثْمِ عَلَى مَضْجَعِهِ. يَقِفُ فِي طَرِيقٍ غَيْرِ صَالِحٍ. لَا يَرْفُضُ ٱلشَّرَّ. | ٤ 4 |
Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.
يَارَبُّ، فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ رَحْمَتُكَ. أَمَانَتُكَ إِلَى ٱلْغَمَامِ. | ٥ 5 |
Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.
عَدْلُكَ مِثْلُ جِبَالِ ٱللهِ، وَأَحْكَامُكَ لُجَّةٌ عَظِيمَةٌ. ٱلنَّاسَ وَٱلْبَهَائِمَ تُخَلِّصُ يَارَبُّ. | ٦ 6 |
Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.
مَا أَكْرَمَ رَحْمَتَكَ يَا ٱللهُ! فَبَنُو ٱلْبَشَرِ فِي ظِلِّ جَنَاحَيْكَ يَحْتَمُونَ. | ٧ 7 |
How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.
يَرْوَوْنَ مِنْ دَسَمِ بَيْتِكَ، وَمِنْ نَهْرِ نِعَمِكَ تَسْقِيهِمْ. | ٨ 8 |
They feast on the fat of your house, they drink of your brook of delights.
لِأَنَّ عِنْدَكَ يَنْبُوعَ ٱلْحَيَاةِ. بِنُورِكَ نَرَى نُورًا. | ٩ 9 |
For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.
أَدِمْ رَحْمَتَكَ لِلَّذِينَ يَعْرِفُونَكَ، وَعَدْلَكَ لِلْمُسْتَقِيمِي ٱلْقَلْبِ. | ١٠ 10 |
O continue your grace to the faithful, your love to the upright in heart.
لَا تَأْتِنِي رِجْلُ ٱلْكِبْرِيَاءِ، وَيَدُ ٱلْأَشْرَارِ لَا تُزَحْزِحْنِي. | ١١ 11 |
Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.
هُنَاكَ سَقَطَ فَاعِلُو ٱلْإِثْمِ. دُحِرُوا فَلَمْ يَسْتَطِيعُوا ٱلْقِيَامَ. | ١٢ 12 |
There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.