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تَرْنِيمَةُ الْمَصَاعِدِ صَرَخْتُ إِلَى الرَّبِّ فِي ضِيقِي فَاسْتَجَابَ لِي. ١ 1
A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.
نَجِّ نَفْسِي يَا رَبُّ مِنَ الشِّفَاهِ الْكَاذِبَةِ وَاللِّسَانِ الْمُنَافِقِ. ٢ 2
Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.
أَيُّ نَفْعٍ يَأْتِينِي مِنَ اللِّسَانِ الغَشَّاشِ؟ ٣ 3
What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?
إِنَّهُ كَسِهَامِ الْجَبَّارِ الحَادَّةِ وَكَالْجَمْرِ الأَحْمَرِ الْمُلْتَهِبِ. ٤ 4
It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.
وَيْلِي لأَنِّي تَغَرَّبْتُ فِي مَاشِكَ، وَسَكَنْتُ فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ. ٥ 5
Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
طَالَ سَكَنِي مَعَ أُنَاسٍ يُبْغِضُونَ السَّلامَ. ٦ 6
My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
أَنَا رَجُلُ سَلامٍ، وَكُلَّمَا دَعَوْتُ إِلَيْهِ هَبُّوا هُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ. ٧ 7
I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.

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