< المَزامِير 124 >

تَرْنِيمَةُ الْمَصَاعِدِ. لِدَاوُدَ لَوْ لَمْ يَكُنِ الرَّبُّ مَعَنَا لِيَقُلْ إِسْرَائِيلُ، ١ 1
“A song of the degrees by David.” If it had not been the Lord who was for us, so should Israel say;
لَوْ لَمْ يَكُنِ الرَّبُّ مَعَنَا، عِنْدَمَا قَامَ النَّاسُ عَلَيْنَا. ٢ 2
If it had not been the Lord who was for us, when men rose up against us:
لابْتَلَعُونَا وَنَحْنُ أَحْيَاءُ، عِنْدَمَا احْتَدَمَ غَضَبُهُمْ عَلَيْنَا، ٣ 3
Then would they have swallowed us up alive, when their wrath was kindled against us;
وَلَجَرَفَتْنَا الْمِيَاهُ، وَلَطَمَا السَّيْلُ عَلَيْنَا، ٤ 4
Then would the waters have overwhelmed us, the stream would have passed over our soul;
وَلَطَغَتِ الْمِيَاهُ العَاتِيَةُ عَلَى أَنْفُسِنَا. ٥ 5
Then would have passed over our soul the presumptuous waters.
مُبَارَكٌ الرَّبُّ الَّذِي لَمْ يَجْعَلْنَا فَرِيسَةً لأَسْنَانِ أَعْدَائِنَا. ٦ 6
Blessed be the Lord, who hath not given us up as a prey to their teeth.
نَجَتْ نُفُوسُنَا كَالْعُصْفُورِ مِنْ فَخِّ الصَّيَّادِينَ: انْكَسَرَ الْفَخُّ وَنَجَوْنَا. ٧ 7
Our soul is escaped like a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
عَوْنُنَا بِاسْمِ الرَّبِّ صَانِعِ السَّمَاوَاتِ وَالأَرْضِ. ٨ 8
Our help is in the name of the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

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