المَزامِير 39
| لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ، مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ قُلْتُ: «أَحْرِصُ عَلَى حُسْنِ الْمَسْلَكِ فَلَا يُخْطِئُ لِسَانِي الْقَوْلَ. سَأَكُمُّ فَمِي عَنِ الْكَلامِ مَادَامَ الشِّرِّيرُ أَمَامِي». | ١ 1 |
“A psalm of David. For the leader of the music of the Jeduthunites.” I said, I will take heed to my ways, That I may not sin with my tongue; I will keep my mouth with a bridle, While the wicked is before me.
| صَمَتُّ صَمْتاً. أَمْسَكْتُ حَتَّى عَنِ الْخَيْرِ، فَثَارَ وَجَعِي. | ٢ 2 |
I was dumb with silence; I spake not even what was good; But my pain was increased.
| الْتَهَبَ قَلْبِي فِي دَاخِلِي، وَفِي تَأَمُّلِي اشْتَعَلَتْ فِيَّ النَّارُ، فَأَطْلَقْتُ لِسَانِي بِالْكَلامِ. | ٣ 3 |
My heart was hot within me; In my anguish the fire burst forth, And I spake with my tongue:
| يَا رَبُّ عَرِّفْنِي مَتَى تَكُونُ نِهَايَتِي، وَكَمْ تَطُولُ أَيَّامِي فَأُدْرِكَ أَنَّنِي إِنْسَانٌ زَائِلٌ. | ٤ 4 |
LORD, make me to know mine end, And the number of my days, That I may know how frail I am!
| هُوَذَا قَدْ جَعَلْتَ حَيَاتِي قَصِيرَةً، وَعُمْرِي كَلَا شَيْءَ أَمَامَكَ. كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ حَيٍّ لَيْسَ سِوَى نَفْخَةٍ! | ٥ 5 |
Behold, thou hast made my days as a hand-breadth, And my life is as nothing before thee; Yea, every man in his firmest state is altogether vanity. (Pause)
| إِنَّمَا كَخَيَالٍ يَتَمَشَّى الإِنْسَانُ، فَعَبَثاً يُكَافِحُ النَّاسُ. يَجْمَعُ الْوَاحِدُ مِنْهُمْ ثَرْوَةً وَلَا يَدْرِي مَنْ يَرِثُهَا مِنْ بَعْدِهِ. | ٦ 6 |
Surely every man walketh in a vain show; Surely he disquieteth himself in vain; He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
| وَالآنَ، فَأَيُّ شَيْءٍ أَنْتَظِرُ يَا رَبُّ؟ إِنَّمَا فِيكَ رَجَائِي. | ٧ 7 |
What, then, O Lord! is my hope? My hope is in thee!
| نَجِّنِي مِنْ جَمِيعِ مَعَاصِيَّ، وَلَا تَجْعَلْنِي عَاراً عِنْدَ الأَحْمَقِ. | ٨ 8 |
Deliver me from all my transgressions; Let me not be the reproach of scoffers!
| صَمَتُّ. لَا أَفْتَحُ فَمِي، لأَنَّكَ أَنْتَ فَعَلْتَ هَذَا. | ٩ 9 |
Yet I am dumb; I open not my mouth; For thou hast done it!
| ارْفَعْ عَنِّي ضَرْبَتَكَ فَقَدْ فَنِيْتُ مِنْ صَفْعَةِ يَدِكَ. | ١٠ 10 |
But remove from me thine infliction; For I am perishing by the blow of thine hand.
| عِنْدَمَا تُؤَدِّبُ الإِنْسَانَ بِالتَّوْبِيخِ عَلَى الإِثْمِ، تُتْلِفُ بَهَاءَهُ إِتْلافَ الْعُثِّ. إِنَّمَا كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ نَفْخَةٌ. | ١١ 11 |
When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for iniquity, Thou causest his glory to waste away like a moth! Surely every man is vanity.
| يَا رَبُّ اسْمَعْ صَلاتِي. وَأَصْغِ إِلَى صُرَاخِي، وَلَا تَسْكُتْ أَمَامَ دُمُوعِي، لأَنِّي غَرِيبٌ عِنْدَكَ وَعَابِرُ سَبِيلٍ كَجَمِيعِ آبَائِي. | ١٢ 12 |
Hear my prayer, O LORD! Give ear to my cry; Be not silent at my tears! For I am but a stranger with thee, A sojourner, as all my fathers were.
| حَوِّلْ غَضَبَكَ عَنِّي فَأَنْتَعِشَ، قَبْلَ أَنْ أَمُوتَ وَيَخْتَفِيَ أَثَرِي. | ١٣ 13 |
O spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go away, and be no more!
