< المَزامِير 2 >
لِمَاذَا ضَجَّتِ الأُمَمُ؟ وَلِمَاذَا تَتَآمَرُ الشُّعُوبُ بَاطِلاً | ١ 1 |
Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
اجْتَمَعَ مُلُوكُ الأَرْضِ وَرُؤَسَاؤُهَا، وَتَحَالَفُوا لِيُقَاوِمُوا الرَّبَّ وَمَسِيحَهُ، قَائِلِينَ: | ٢ 2 |
The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
«لِنُحَطِّمْ عَنَّا قُيُودَهُمَا، وَنَتَحَرَّرْ مِنْ نِيرِ عُبُودِيَّتِهِمَا». | ٣ 3 |
Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
لَكِنَّ الْجَالِسَ عَلَى عَرْشِهِ فِي السَّمَاوَاتِ يَضْحَكُ. الرَّبُّ يَسْتَهْزِئُ بِهِمْ. | ٤ 4 |
He that sits in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
عِنْدَئِذٍ يُنْذِرُهُمْ فِي حُمُوِّ غَضَبِهِ، وَيُرَوِّعُهُمْ بِشِدَّةِ سَخَطِهِ، | ٥ 5 |
Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
قَائِلاً: «أَمَّا أَنَا فَقَدْ مَسَحْتُ مَلِكِي، وَأَجْلَسْتُهُ عَلَى صِهْيَوْنَ، جَبَلِي الْمُقَدَّسِ». | ٦ 6 |
Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
وَهَا أَنَا أُعْلِنُ مَا قَضَى بِهِ الرَّبُّ: قَالَ لِيَ الرَّبُّ: «أَنْتَ ابْنِي، أَنَا اليَوْمَ وَلَدْتُكَ. | ٧ 7 |
I will declare the decree: the LORD has said unto me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.
اطْلُبْ مِنِّي فَأُعْطِيَكَ الأُمَمَ مِيرَاثاً، وَأَقَاصِيَ الأَرْضِ مُلْكاً لَكَ. | ٨ 8 |
Ask of me, and I shall give you the heathen for your inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for your possession.
فَتُكَسِّرَهُمْ بِقَضِيبٍ مِنْ حَدِيدٍ، وَتُحَطِّمَهُمْ كَآنِيَةِ الْفَخَّارِ». | ٩ 9 |
You shall break them with a rod of iron; you shall dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
وَالآنَ تَعَقَّلُوا أَيُّهَا الْمُلُوكُ، وَاحْذَرُوا يَا حُكَّامَ الأَرْضِ. | ١٠ 10 |
Be wise now therefore, O all of you kings: be instructed, all of you judges of the earth.
اعْبُدُوا الرَّبَّ بِخَوْفٍ، وَابْتَهِجُوا بِرِعْدَةٍ. | ١١ 11 |
Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
قَبِّلُوا الابْنَ لِئَلّا يَغْضَبَ، فَتَهْلِكُوا فِي الطَّرِيقِ، لِئَلّا يَتَوَهَّجَ غَضَبُهُ سَرِيعاً. طُوبَى لِجَمِيعِ الْمُتَّكِلِينَ عَلَيْهِ. | ١٢ 12 |
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and all of you perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.