< المَزامِير 88 >
تَسْبِيحَةٌ: مَزْمُورٌ لِبَنِي قُورَحَ. لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ عَلَى النَّايِ الْحَزِينِ لِلْغِنَاءِ الْخَافِتِ. قَصِيدَةٌ تَعْلِيمِيَّةٌ لِهَيْمَانَ الأَزْرَاحِيِّ يَا رَبُّ يَا إِلَهَ خَلاصِي، أَمَامَكَ أَصْرُخُ نَهَاراً وَلَيْلاً. | ١ 1 |
O lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before you:
لِتَأْتِ صَلاتِي أَمَامَكَ، أَمِلْ أُذُنَكَ إِلَى صَرْخَتِي، | ٢ 2 |
Let my prayer come before you: incline your ear to my cry;
فَإِنَّ نَفْسِي شَبِعَتْ مَصَائِبَ، وَحَيَاتِي تَقْتَرِبُ مِنَ الْمَوْتِ. (Sheol ) | ٣ 3 |
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draws near to the grave. (Sheol )
حُسِبْتُ فِي عِدَادِ الْهَابِطِينَ إِلَى قَعْرِ هُوَّةِ الْمَوْتِ، وَكَرَجُلٍ لَا قُوَّةَ لَهُ. | ٤ 4 |
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that has no strength:
تَرَكُونِي أَمُوتُ كَقَتْلَى الْحَرْبِ الْمُمَدَّدِينَ فِي الْقَبْرِ، الَّذِينَ لَا تَعُودُ تَذْكُرُهُمْ وَتَكُفُّ يَدَكَ عَنْ إِغَاثَتِهِمْ. | ٥ 5 |
Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom you remember no more: and they are cut off from your hand.
قَدْ طَرَحْتَنِي فِي الْهُوَّةِ السُّفْلَى، فِي الأَمَاكِنِ الْمُظْلِمَةِ وَالْعَمِيقَةِ. | ٦ 6 |
You have laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
اسْتَقَرَّ علَيَّ غَضَبُكَ، وَبِأَمْوَاجِكَ الطَّامِيَةِ ذَلَّلْتَنِي. | ٧ 7 |
Your wrath lies hard on me, and you have afflicted me with all your waves. (Selah)
أَبْعَدْتَ عَنِّي أَصْحَابِي، وَجَعَلْتَنِي عَاراً عِنْدَهُمْ. قَدْ حُبِسْتُ فَلَا نَجَاةَ لِي. | ٨ 8 |
You have put away my acquaintance far from me; you have made me an abomination to them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
كَلَّتْ عَيْنَايَ مِنْ فَرْطِ البُكَاءِ. إِيَّاكَ يَا رَبُّ دَعَوْتُ كُلَّ يَوْمٍ بَاسِطاً إِلَيْكَ يَدَيَّ. | ٩ 9 |
My eye mourns by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily on you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
هَلْ تَصْنَعُ عَجَائِبَ لِلأَمْوَاتِ، أَمْ تَقُومُ أَشْبَاحُ الْمَوْتَى فَتُمَجِّدَكَ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
Will you show wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise you? (Selah)
أَفِي الْقَبْرِ تُعْلَنُ رَحْمَتُكَ، وَفِي الْهَاوِيَةِ أَمَانَتُكَ؟ | ١١ 11 |
Shall your loving kindness be declared in the grave? or your faithfulness in destruction?
هَلْ فِي الظَّلامِ تُعْرَفُ عَجَائِبُكَ، وَفِي أَرْضِ النِّسْيَانِ يَظْهَرُ بِرُّكَ؟ | ١٢ 12 |
Shall your wonders be known in the dark? and your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
أَمَّا أَنَا فَإِلَيْكَ أَصْرُخُ مُسْتَغِيثاً يَا رَبُّ، وَفِي الصَّبَاحِ تَمْثُلُ صَلاتِي أَمَامَكَ. | ١٣ 13 |
But to you have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent you.
لِمَاذَا يَا رَبُّ تَرْفُضُ نَفْسِي، وَتَحْجُبُ عَنِّي وَجْهَكَ؟ | ١٤ 14 |
LORD, why cast you off my soul? why hide you your face from me?
إِنَّنِي مِسْكِينٌ، وَمُشْرِفٌ عَلَى الْمَوْتِ مُنْذُ صِبَايَ، وَقَدْ قَاسَيْتُ أَهْوَالَكَ، وَذُهِلْتُ. | ١٥ 15 |
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer your terrors I am distracted.
اجْتَاحَنِي غَضَبُكَ الشَّدِيدُ وَأَفْنَتْنِي أَهْوَالُكَ. | ١٦ 16 |
Your fierce wrath goes over me; your terrors have cut me off.
أَحَاطَتْ بِي طُولَ النَّهَارِ كَالْمِيَاهِ وَأَطْبَقَتْ عَلَيَّ كُلُّهَا. | ١٧ 17 |
They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
فَرَّقْتَ عَنِّي الأَصْدِقَاءَ فَصَارَ الظَّلامُ مُلازِماً لِي. | ١٨ 18 |
Lover and friend have you put far from me, and my acquaintance into darkness.