< المَزامِير 30 >
مَزْمُورٌ نَشِيدٌ بِمُنَاسَبَةِ تَدْشِينِ الْبَيْتِ. لِدَاوُدَ أُمَجِّدُكَ يَا رَبُّ لأَنَّكَ انْتَشَلْتَنِي وَلَمْ تَجْعَلْ أَعْدَائِي يَشْمَتُونَ بِي. | ١ 1 |
[A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.] I will extol you, YHWH, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي اسْتَغَثْتُ بِكَ فَشَفَيْتَنِي | ٢ 2 |
YHWH my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
يَا رَبُّ، أَنْتَ انْتَشَلْتَ نَفْسِي مِنْ شَفَا الْهَاوِيَةِ. وَأَنْقَذْتَنِي مِنْ بَيْنِ الْمُنْحَدِرِينَ إِلَى عَالَمِ الأَمْوَاتِ. (Sheol ) | ٣ 3 |
YHWH, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol )
يَا أَتْقِيَاءَ الرَّبِّ رَنِّمُوا لَهُ، وَارْفَعُوا الشُّكْرَ لاسْمِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ، | ٤ 4 |
Sing praise to YHWH, you his faithful ones. Give thanks to his holy name.
فَإِنَّ غَضَبَهُ يَدُومُ لِلَحْظَةٍ، أَمَّا رِضَاهُ فَمَدَى الْحَيَاةِ. يَبْقَى الْبُكَاءُ لِلَيْلَةٍ، أَمَّا فِي الصَّبَاحِ فَيَعُمُّ الابْتِهَاجُ. | ٥ 5 |
For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
وَأَنَا قُلْتُ فِي أَثْنَاءِ طُمَأْنِينَتِي: لَا أَتَزَعْزَعُ أَبَداً. | ٦ 6 |
As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."
أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ قَدْ وَطَّدْتَ بِرِضَاكَ قُوَّتِي كَالْجَبَلِ الرَّاسِخِ، لَكِنْ حِينَ حَجَبْتَ وَجْهَكَ عَنِّي ارْتَعَبْتُ. | ٧ 7 |
You, YHWH, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
يَا رَبُّ إِلَيْكَ صَرَخْتُ، وَإِلَيْكَ يَا سَيِّدِي تَضَرَّعْتُ. | ٨ 8 |
I cried to you, YHWH. To YHWH I made petition:
مَاذَا يُجْدِيكَ مَوْتِي وَنُزُولِي إِلَى الْقَبْرِ؟ أَيَسْتَطِيعُ تُرَابِي أَنْ يَحْمَدَكَ أَوْ يُحَدِّثَ بِأَمَانَتِكَ؟ | ٩ 9 |
"What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
اسْمَعْنِي يَا رَبُّ، وَارْحَمْنِي. كُنْ مُعِيناً لِي. | ١٠ 10 |
Hear, YHWH, and have mercy on me. YHWH, be my helper."
حَوَّلْتَ نَوْحِي إِلَى رَقْصٍ. خَلَعْتَ عَنِّي مِسْحَ الْحِدَادِ وَكَسَوْتَنِي رِدَاءَ الْفَرَحِ. | ١١ 11 |
You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
لِتَتَرَنَّمْ لَكَ نَفْسِي وَلَا تَسْكُتْ، يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي إِلَى الأَبَدِ أَحْمَدُكَ. | ١٢ 12 |
To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. YHWH my God, I will give thanks to you forever.