المَزامِير 74
| مَزْمُورٌ تَعْلِيمِيٌّ لآسَافَ يَا اللهُ لِمَاذَا نَبَذْتَنَا إِلَى الأَبَدِ؟ لِمَاذَا ثَارَ غَضَبُكَ الشَّدِيدُ عَلَى غَنَمِ مَرْعَاكَ؟ | ١ 1 |
A maskil of Asaph. Why, O God, have you spurned us forever? Why smokes your wrath against the sheep of your pasture?
| اذْكُرْ جَمَاعَتَكَ الَّتِي اقْتَنَيْتَهَا مُنْذُ الْقِدَمِ، وَالَّتِي افْتَدَيْتَهَا لِتَجْعَلَهَا سِبْطَ مِيرَاثِكَ. اذْكُرْ جَبَلَ صِهْيَوْنَ الَّذِي أَقَمْتَ فِيهِ. | ٢ 2 |
Remember the community you purchased of old to become by redemption the tribe of your heritage, Zion, the mountain you made your home.
| سِرْ يَا رَبُّ مُسْرِعاً وَسَطَ هَذِهِ الْخَرَائِبِ الدَّائِمَةِ، فَإِنَّ الْعَدُوَّ قَدْ دَمَّرَ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ فِي بَيْتِكَ الْمُقَدَّسِ. | ٣ 3 |
Rouse yourself, visit its ruins complete. In the temple the foe has made havoc of all things.
| إِنَّ خُصُومَكَ يُزَمْجِرُونَ فِي وَسَطِ مَحْفَلِكَ، وَيَنْصِبُونَ أَصْنَامَهُمْ شَارَاتٍ لِلنَّصْرِ. | ٤ 4 |
Like lions your enemies roared through your house, replacing our symbols by signs of their own,
| يَظْهَرُ الْعَدُوُّ كَأَنَّهُ يَهْوِي بِالْفُؤُوسِ عَلَى الأَشْجَارِ الْكَثِيفَةِ. | ٥ 5 |
hacking, like woodsmen who lift axes on thickets of trees,
| هَدَمُوا مَنْقُوشَاتِهِ كُلَّهَا بِالْمَطَارِقِ وَالْمَعَاوِلِ. | ٦ 6 |
smashing with hatchets and hammers all of its carved work together.
| أَضْرَمُوا النَّارَ فِي مَقْدِسِكَ، وَدَنَّسُوهُ إِذْ قَوَّضُوا مَقَرَّ اسْمِكَ إِلَى الأَرْضِ. | ٧ 7 |
They have set your temple on fire, to the very ground they have outraged the place where lives your name.
| قَالُوا فِي أَنْفُسِهِمْ: لِنُبِدْهُمْ جَمِيعاً. وَأَحْرَقُوا كُلَّ مَحَافِلِ اللهِ فِي الْبِلادِ. | ٨ 8 |
They have said in their heart, ‘Let us utterly crush them.’ They have burned all the houses of God in the land.
| لَمْ نَعُدْ نَشْهَدُ رُمُوزَ عِبَادَتِنَا، وَلَمْ يَبْقَ نَبِيٌّ بَعْدُ، وَلَيْسَ بَيْنَنَا مَنْ يَعْرِفُ مَتَى تَكُونُ خَاتِمَةُ الأَمْرِ. | ٩ 9 |
No symbol of ours do we see any more: no prophet is there any more, none is with us who knows how long.
| يَا اللهُ: إِلَى مَتَى يُعَيِّرُنَا الْخَصْمُ؟ أَيَظَلُّ الْعَدُوُّ يَسْتَهِينُ بِاسْمِكَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
How long, O God, is the foe to insult? Shall the enemy spurn your name forever?
| لِمَاذَا تَرْفُضُ أَنْ تَمُدَّ يَدَ الْعَوْنِ؟ لِمَاذَا تُبْقِي يَمِينَكَ خَلْفَكَ؟ أَخْرِجْهَا وَأَفْنِهِمْ. | ١١ 11 |
Why, O Lord, do you hold back your hand, why keep your right hand in the folds of your robe?
| إِنَّمَا اللهُ مَلِكِي مُنْذُ الْقَدِيمِ، صَانِعُ الْخَلاصِ فِي وَسَطِ الأَرْضِ. | ١٢ 12 |
Yet God is our king from the ancient days, in the midst of the earth working deeds of salvation.
| أَنْتَ فَلَقْتَ الْبَحْرَ بِقُوَّتِكَ وَحَطَّمْتَ رُؤُوسَ التَّنَانِينِ. | ١٣ 13 |
It was you who did cleave the sea by your might, and shatter the heads of the ocean monsters.
| أَنْتَ مَزَّقْتَ رُؤُوسَ فِرْعَوْنَ وَجَيْشِهِ، وَجَعَلْتَهُ قُوتاً لِلْحَيَوَانَاتِ الْمُتَوَحِّشَةِ | ١٤ 14 |
It was you who did crush many-headed Leviathan, and give him as food to the beasts of the wilderness.
| فَجَّرْتَ نَبْعاً وَجَدْوَلاً، وَجَفَّفْتَ أَنْهَاراً دَائِمَةَ الْجَرَيَانِ. | ١٥ 15 |
It was you who did cleave the fountains and torrents; it was you who did dry the perennial streams.
| لَكَ النَّهَارُ وَاللَّيْلُ أَيْضاً. أَنْتَ كَوَّنْتَ الْكَوَاكِبَ الْمُنِيرَةَ وَالشَّمْسَ. | ١٦ 16 |
Yours is the day; yours, too, is the night, it was you who did establish the sun and the star.
| نَصَبْتَ حُدُودَ الأَرْضِ، وَخَلَقْتَ الصَّيْفَ وَالشِّتَاءَ. | ١٧ 17 |
It was you who did fix all the borders of earth: summer and winter it’s you who have made them.
| إِنَّمَا اذْكُرْ أَنَّ عَدُوّاً قَدْ عَيَّرَ الرَّبَّ، وَشَعْباً جَاهِلاً قَدِ اسْتَهَانَ بِاسْمِكَ. | ١٨ 18 |
Yet, for all this, the foe has insulted you, Lord, and a nation of fools has reviled your name.
| لَا تُسَلِّمْ لِلْوَحْشِ نَفْسَ شَعْبِكَ الضَّعِيفِ، وَلَا تَنْسَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ حَيَاةَ جُمْهُورِكَ الْمُضْطَهَدِ. | ١٩ 19 |
Do not give your dove to the beasts, do not forget your afflicted forever.
| اذْكُرِ الْعَهْدَ الَّذِي قَطَعْتَهُ لَنَا، فَإِنَّ الظُّلْمَ كَامِنٌ فِي كُلِّ رُكْنٍ مُظْلِمٍ مِنَ الأَرْضِ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Look to the sleek ones – how full they are: the dark places of earth are the dwellings of violence.
| لَا تَدَعِ الْمُنْسَحِقَ يَرْجِعُ بِالْخِزْيِ، بَلْ لِيُسَبِّحِ اسْمَكَ الْفَقِيرُ وَالْبَائِسُ. | ٢١ 21 |
O let not the downtrodden turn back ashamed: let the poor and the needy sing praise to your name.
| قُمْ يَا اللهُ وَدَافِعْ عَنْ دَعْوَاكَ. اذْكُرْ كَيْفَ يُعَيِّرُكَ الْجَاهِلُ طُولَ النَّهَارِ. | ٢٢ 22 |
Arise, God, and defend your cause: remember how fools all the day insult you.
| لَا تَنْسَ أَصْوَاتَ خُصُومِكَ، فَإِنَّ ضَجِيجَ الثَّائِرِينَ عَلَيْكَ يَتَصَاعَدُ دَائِماً. | ٢٣ 23 |
Do not forget the uproar of your enemies, the din of your foes that ascends evermore.
