< المَزامِير 11 >
لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ. مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ إِلَى الرَّبِّ الْتَجَأْتُ، فَكَيْفَ تَقُولُونَ لِنَفْسِي: «اهْرُبُوا إِلَى جِبَالِكُمْ كَعُصْفُورٍ؟» | ١ 1 |
For the Chief Musician. By David. In the LORD, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
هُوَذَا الأَشْرَارُ يَشُدُّونَ أَقْوَاسَهُمْ، فَوَّقُوا سِهَاماً فِي أَوْتَارِهَا، لِيُطْلِقُوهَا فِي الظَّلامِ عَلَى ذَوِي الْقُلُوبِ الْمُسْتَقِيمَةِ. | ٢ 2 |
For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
إِذَا تَقَوَّضَتِ الأَسَاسَاتُ، فَمَاذَا يَعْمَلُ الصِّدِّيقُ؟ | ٣ 3 |
If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?
مَازَالَ الرَّبُّ فِي هَيْكَلِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ. الرَّبُّ فِي السَّمَاءِ عَرْشُهُ. تُبْصِرُ عَيْنَاهُ بَنِي آدَمَ، وَتَتَقَصَّاهُمْ أَجْفَانُهُ. | ٤ 4 |
The LORD is in his holy temple. The LORD is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.
يَمْتَحِنُ الرَّبُّ الصِّدِّيقَ، وَلَكِنَّ نَفْسَهُ تَمْقُتُ الشِّرِّيرَ وَمُحِبَّ الظُّلْمِ. | ٥ 5 |
The LORD examines the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.
يُمْطِرُ عَلَى الأَشْرَارِ جَمْراً وَكِبْرِيتاً وَتَكُونُ الرِّيحُ الْمُحْرِقَةُ نَصِيبَهُمْ. | ٦ 6 |
On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
لأَنَّ الرَّبَّ عَادِلٌ، وَيُحِبُّ الإِنْصَافَ، وَيُبْصِرُ الْمُسْتَقِيمُونَ وَجْهَهُ. | ٧ 7 |
For the LORD is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face.