< اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 63 >
مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ لَمَّا كَانَ فِي بَرِّيَّةِ يَهُوذَا يَا ٱللهُ، إِلَهِي أَنْتَ. إِلَيْكَ أُبَكِّرُ. عَطِشَتْ إِلَيْكَ نَفْسِي، يَشْتَاقُ إِلَيْكَ جَسَدِي فِي أَرْضٍ نَاشِفَةٍ وَيَابِسَةٍ بِلَا مَاءٍ، | ١ 1 |
A psalm of David, when he was in the Judean desert. God, you are my God, I eagerly look for you. I am thirsty for you; all that I am longs for you in this dry, weary, waterless land.
لِكَيْ أُبْصِرَ قُوَّتَكَ وَمَجْدَكَ. كَمَا قَدْ رَأَيْتُكَ فِي قُدْسِكَ. | ٢ 2 |
I see you in the Temple; I watch your power and glory.
لِأَنَّ رَحْمَتَكَ أَفْضَلُ مِنَ ٱلْحَيَاةِ. شَفَتَايَ تُسَبِّحَانِكَ. | ٣ 3 |
Your trustworthy love is better than life itself; I will praise you.
هَكَذَا أُبَارِكُكَ فِي حَيَاتِي. بِٱسْمِكَ أَرْفَعُ يَدَيَّ. | ٤ 4 |
I will thank you as long as I live; I lift up my hands as I celebrate your wonderful character.
كَمَا مِنْ شَحْمٍ وَدَسَمٍ تَشْبَعُ نَفْسِي، وَبِشَفَتَيْ ٱلِٱبْتِهَاجِ يُسَبِّحُكَ فَمِي. | ٥ 5 |
You satisfy me more than the richest food; I will praise you with joyful songs.
إِذَا ذَكَرْتُكَ عَلَى فِرَاشِي، فِي ٱلسُّهْدِ أَلْهَجُ بِكَ، | ٦ 6 |
I think of you all night long as I lie on my bed meditating about you.
لِأَنَّكَ كُنْتَ عَوْنًا لِي، وَبِظِلِّ جَنَاحَيْكَ أَبْتَهِجُ. | ٧ 7 |
For you are the one who helps me; I sing happily from under your wings.
اِلْتَصَقَتْ نَفْسِي بِكَ. يَمِينُكَ تَعْضُدُنِي. | ٨ 8 |
I hold on to you; your strong arms lift me up.
أَمَّا ٱلَّذِينَ هُمْ لِلتَّهْلُكَةِ يَطْلُبُونَ نَفْسِي، فَيَدْخُلُونَ فِي أَسَافِلِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٩ 9 |
Those who are trying to destroy me will go down into the grave.
يُدْفَعُونَ إِلَى يَدَيِ ٱلسَّيْفِ. يَكُونُونَ نَصِيبًا لِبَنَاتِ آوَى. | ١٠ 10 |
They will be killed by the sword; they will become food for jackals.
أَمَّا ٱلْمَلِكُ فَيَفْرَحُ بِٱللهِ. يَفْتَخِرُ كُلُّ مَنْ يَحْلِفُ بِهِ، لِأَنَّ أَفْوَاهَ ٱلْمُتَكَلِّمِينَ بِٱلْكَذِبِ تُسَدُّ. | ١١ 11 |
But the king will be happy for what God has done. All who follow God will praise him, but those who tell lies will be silenced.