< المَزامِير 92 >
مَزْمُورٌ تَسْبِيحَةٌ لِيَوْمِ السَّبْتِ مَا أَحْسَنَ تَقْدِيمَ الشُّكْرِ لَكَ يَا رَبُّ وَالتَّرْنِيمَ لاسْمِكَ أَيُّهَا العَلِيُّ! | ١ 1 |
A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. It is good to praise the LORD, and to sing praises to Your name, O Most High,
مَا أَحْسَنَ أَنْ يُلْهَجَ بِرَحْمَتِكَ فِي الصَّبَاحِ، وَبِأَمَانَتِكَ فِي اللَّيَالِي، | ٢ 2 |
to proclaim Your loving devotion in the morning and Your faithfulness at night
عَلَى أَنْغَامِ الآلاتِ الْمُوسِيقِيَّةِ الْوَتَرِيَّةِ، وَعَلَى الرَّبَابِ وَأَلْحَانِ الْعُودِ الْعَذْبَةِ! | ٣ 3 |
with the ten-stringed harp and the melody of the lyre.
سَأُشِيدُ بِكُلِّ مَا عَمِلَتْهُ يَدَاكَ لأَنَّكَ يَا رَبُّ فَرَّحْتَنِي بِصَنِيعِكَ. | ٤ 4 |
For You, O LORD, have made me glad by Your deeds; I sing for joy at the works of Your hands.
يَا رَبُّ مَا أَعْظَمَ أَعْمَالَكَ! أَفْكَارُكَ عَمِيقَةٌ جِدّاً، | ٥ 5 |
How great are Your works, O LORD, how deep are Your thoughts!
لَا يَعْرِفُهَا الْغَبِيُّ وَلَا يَفْهَمُهَا الْجَاهِلُ. | ٦ 6 |
A senseless man does not know, and a fool does not understand,
إِذَا زَهَا الأَشْرَارُ كَالْعُشْبِ، وَأَزْهَرَ جَمِيعُ فَاعِلِي الإِثْمِ فَإِنَّهُمْ كَالْعُشْبِ يُبَادُونَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ٧ 7 |
that though the wicked sprout like grass, and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed.
أَمَّا أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ فَمُتَعَالٍ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ٨ 8 |
But You, O LORD, are exalted forever!
فَيَا رَبُّ، هَا هُمْ أَعْدَاؤُكَ يَهْلِكُونَ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ، إذْ يَتَبَدَّدُ جَمِيعُ فَاعِلِي الإِثْمِ. | ٩ 9 |
For surely Your enemies, O LORD, surely Your enemies will perish; all evildoers will be scattered.
أَمَّا أَنَا فَتَرْفَعُ شَأْنِي كَمَا يَرْتَفِعُ قَرْنُ الثَّوْرِ الْوَحْشِيِّ، وَأَنْتَعِشُ كَمَنْ تَدَهَّنَ بِزَيْتٍ جَدِيدٍ | ١٠ 10 |
But You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; with fine oil I have been anointed.
وَتَنْظُرُ عَيْنَايَ عِقَابَ أَعْدَائِي الْمُتَرَبِّصِينَ لِي، وَتَسْمَعُ أُذُنَايَ بِمَصِيرِ فَاعِلِي الشَّرِّ الثَّائِرِينَ عَلَيَّ. | ١١ 11 |
My eyes see the downfall of my enemies; my ears hear the wailing of my wicked foes.
الصِّدِّيقُ يَزْهُو كَالنَّخْلَةِ وَيَنْمُو كَالأَرْزِ فِي لُبْنَانَ. | ١٢ 12 |
The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
لأَنَّ الْمَغْرُوسِينَ فِي بَيْتِ الرَّبِّ يَزْدَهِرُونَ فِي دِيَارِ بَيْتِ إِلَهِنَا | ١٣ 13 |
Planted in the house of the LORD, they will flourish in the courts of our God.
يُثْمِرُونَ أَيْضاً فِي الشَّيْخُوخَةِ، وَيَظَلُّونَ مَوْفُورِي الْعَافِيَةِ وَالنُّضْرَةِ | ١٤ 14 |
In old age they will still bear fruit; healthy and green they will remain,
لِيَشْهَدُوا أَنَّ الرَّبَّ مُسْتَقِيمٌ. إِنَّهُ صَخْرَتِي وَلَيْسَ فِيهِ سُوءٌ. | ١٥ 15 |
to proclaim, “The LORD is upright; He is my Rock, and in Him there is no unrighteousness.”