المَزامِير 120

١ 1 تَرْنِيمَةُ الْمَصَاعِدِ صَرَخْتُ إِلَى الرَّبِّ فِي ضِيقِي فَاسْتَجَابَ لِي.

A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he listened to me.

٢ 2 نَجِّ نَفْسِي يَا رَبُّ مِنَ الشِّفَاهِ الْكَاذِبَةِ وَاللِّسَانِ الْمُنَافِقِ.

Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

٣ 3 أَيُّ نَفْعٍ يَأْتِينِي مِنَ اللِّسَانِ الغَشَّاشِ؟

What should be given to you, and what should be added to you, for [your] crafty tongue?

٤ 4 إِنَّهُ كَسِهَامِ الْجَبَّارِ الحَادَّةِ وَكَالْجَمْرِ الأَحْمَرِ الْمُلْتَهِبِ.

Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

٥ 5 وَيْلِي لأَنِّي تَغَرَّبْتُ فِي مَاشِكَ، وَسَكَنْتُ فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ.

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

٦ 6 طَالَ سَكَنِي مَعَ أُنَاسٍ يُبْغِضُونَ السَّلامَ.

My soul has long been a sojourner;

٧ 7 أَنَا رَجُلُ سَلامٍ، وَكُلَّمَا دَعَوْتُ إِلَيْهِ هَبُّوا هُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ.

I was peaceful among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.