< اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 58 >
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. عَلَى «لَا تُهْلِكْ». لِدَاوُدَ. مُذَهَّبَةٌ أَحَقًّا بِٱلْحَقِّ ٱلْأَخْرَسِ تَتَكَلَّمُونَ، بِٱلْمُسْتَقِيمَاتِ تَقْضُونَ يَا بَنِي آدَمَ؟ | ١ 1 |
To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. Is it true? O Congregation, speake ye iustly? O sonnes of men, iudge ye vprightly?
بَلْ بِٱلْقَلْبِ تَعْمَلُونَ شُرُورًا فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ ظُلْمَ أَيْدِيكُمْ تَزِنُونَ. | ٢ 2 |
Yea, rather ye imagine mischiefe in your heart: your hands execute crueltie vpon the earth.
زَاغَ ٱلْأَشْرَارُ مِنَ ٱلرَّحِمِ. ضَلُّوا مِنَ ٱلْبَطْنِ، مُتَكَلِّمِينَ كَذِبًا. | ٣ 3 |
The wicked are strangers from ye wombe: euen from the belly haue they erred, and speake lyes.
لَهُمْ حُمَةٌ مِثْلُ حُمَةِ ٱلْحَيَّةِ. مِثْلُ ٱلصِّلِّ ٱلْأَصَمِّ يَسُدُّ أُذُنَهُ، | ٤ 4 |
Their poyson is euen like the poyson of a serpent: like ye deafe adder that stoppeth his eare.
ٱلَّذِي لَا يَسْتَمِعُ إِلَى صَوْتِ ٱلْحُوَاةِ ٱلرَّاقِينَ رُقَى حَكِيمٍ. | ٥ 5 |
Which heareth not the voyce of the inchanter, though he be most expert in charming.
اَللَّهُمَّ، كَسِّرْ أَسْنَانَهُمْ فِي أَفْوَاهِهِمِ. ٱهْشِمْ أَضْرَاسَ ٱلْأَشْبَالِ يَارَبُّ. | ٦ 6 |
Breake their teeth, O God, in their mouthes: breake the iawes of the yong lions, O Lord.
لِيَذُوبُوا كَٱلْمَاءِ، لِيَذْهَبُوا. إِذَا فَوَّقَ سِهَامَهُ فَلْتَنْبُ. | ٧ 7 |
Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
كَمَا يَذُوبُ ٱلْحَلَزُونُ مَاشِيًا. مِثْلَ سِقْطِ ٱلْمَرْأَةِ لَا يُعَايِنُوا ٱلشَّمْسَ. | ٨ 8 |
Let them consume like a snayle that melteth, and like the vntimely fruite of a woman, that hath not seene the sunne.
قَبْلَ أَنْ تَشْعُرَ قُدُورُكُمْ بِٱلشَّوْكِ، نِيئًا أَوْ مَحْرُوقًا، يَجْرُفُهُمْ. | ٩ 9 |
As raw flesh before your pots feele the fire of thornes: so let him cary them away as with a whirlewinde in his wrath.
يَفْرَحُ ٱلصِّدِّيقُ إِذَا رَأَى ٱلنَّقْمَةَ. يَغْسِلُ خُطُواتِهِ بِدَمِ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ. | ١٠ 10 |
The righteous shall reioyce when he seeeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feete in the blood of the wicked.
وَيَقُولُ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ: «إِنَّ لِلصِّدِّيقِ ثَمَرًا. إِنَّهُ يُوجَدُ إِلَهٌ قَاضٍ فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ» | ١١ 11 |
And men shall say, Verily there is fruite for the righteous: doutlesse there is a God that iudgeth in the earth.