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

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

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

“Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.”

٣ 3 أَيُّ نَفْعٍ يَأْتِينِي مِنَ اللِّسَانِ الغَشَّاشِ؟

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

٤ 4 إِنَّهُ كَسِهَامِ الْجَبَّارِ الحَادَّةِ وَكَالْجَمْرِ الأَحْمَرِ الْمُلْتَهِبِ.

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

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

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

٦ 6 طَالَ سَكَنِي مَعَ أُنَاسٍ يُبْغِضُونَ السَّلامَ.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

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

I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.