< اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 39 >
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِيَدُوثُونَ. مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ قُلْتُ: «أَتَحَفَّظُ لِسَبِيلِي مِنَ ٱلْخَطَإِ بِلِسَانِي. أَحْفَظُ لِفَمِي كِمَامَةً فِيمَا ٱلشِّرِّيرُ مُقَابِلِي». | ١ 1 |
To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David. I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.
صَمَتُّ صَمْتًا، سَكَتُّ عَنِ ٱلْخَيْرِ، فَتَحَرَّكَ وَجَعِي. | ٢ 2 |
I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
حَمِيَ قَلْبِي فِي جَوْفِي. عِنْدَ لَهَجِي ٱشْتَعَلَتِ ٱلنَّارُ. تَكَلَّمْتُ بِلِسَانِي: | ٣ 3 |
My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
«عَرِّفْنِي يَارَبُّ نِهَايَتِي وَمِقْدَارَ أَيَّامِي كَمْ هِيَ، فَأَعْلَمَ كَيْفَ أَنَا زَائِلٌ. | ٤ 4 |
Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
هُوَذَا جَعَلْتَ أَيَّامِي أَشْبَارًا، وَعُمْرِي كَلَا شَيْءَ قُدَّامَكَ. إِنَّمَا نَفْخَةً كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ قَدْ جُعِلَ. سِلَاهْ. | ٥ 5 |
You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah)
إِنَّمَا كَخَيَالٍ يَتَمَشَّى ٱلْإِنْسَانُ. إِنَّمَا بَاطِلًا يَضِجُّونَ. يَذْخَرُ ذَخَائِرَ وَلَا يَدْرِي مَنْ يَضُمُّهَا. | ٦ 6 |
Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
«وَٱلْآنَ، مَاذَا ٱنْتَظَرْتُ يَارَبُّ؟ رَجَائِي فِيكَ هُوَ. | ٧ 7 |
And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.
مِنْ كُلِّ مَعَاصِيَّ نَجِّنِي. لَا تَجْعَلْنِي عَارًا عِنْدَ ٱلْجَاهِلِ. | ٨ 8 |
Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.
صَمَتُّ. لَا أَفْتَحُ فَمِي، لِأَنَّكَ أَنْتَ فَعَلْتَ. | ٩ 9 |
I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.
ٱرْفَعْ عَنِّي ضَرْبَكَ. مِنْ مُهَاجَمَةِ يَدِكَ أَنَا قَدْ فَنِيتُ. | ١٠ 10 |
No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
بِتَأْدِيبَاتٍ إِنْ أَدَّبْتَ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ مِنْ أَجْلِ إِثْمِهِ، أَفْنَيْتَ مِثْلَ ٱلْعُثِّ مُشْتَهَاهُ. إِنَّمَا كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ نَفْخَةٌ. سِلَاهْ. | ١١ 11 |
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah)
اِسْتَمِعْ صَلَاتِي يَارَبُّ، وَٱصْغَ إِلَى صُرَاخِي. لَا تَسْكُتْ عَنْ دُمُوعِي. لِأَنِّي أَنَا غَرِيبٌ عِنْدَكَ. نَزِيلٌ مِثْلُ جَمِيعِ آبَائِي. | ١٢ 12 |
Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
ٱقْتَصِرْ عَنِّي فَأَتَبَلَّجَ قَبْلَ أَنْ أَذْهَبَ فَلَا أُوجَدَ». | ١٣ 13 |
Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.