Psalms 104
1 Bless the LORD, O my soul! O LORD my God, You are very great; You are clothed with splendor and majesty.
| بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي الرَّبَّ. مَا أَعْظَمَكَ أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ إِلَهِي فَأَنْتَ مُتَسَرْبِلٌ بِالْمَجْدِ وَالْجَلالِ. | ١ |
2 He wraps Himself in light as with a garment; He stretches out the heavens like a tent,
| أَنْتَ الْلابِسُ النُّورَ كَثَوْبٍ، وَالْبَاسِطُ السَّمَاوَاتِ كَخَيْمَةٍ. | ٢ |
3 laying the beams of His chambers in the waters above, making the clouds His chariot, walking on the wings of the wind.
| الْمُقِيمُ بَيْتَكَ فَوْقَ الْمِيَاهِ الْعُلْيَا، الْجَاعِلُ مِنَ السُّحُبِ مَرْكَبَتَكَ، السَّائِرُ عَلَى أَجْنِحَةِ الرِّيحِ، | ٣ |
4 He makes the winds His messengers, flames of fire His servants.
| الصَّانِعُ ملائِكَتَكَ رِيَاحاً وَخُدَّامَكَ لَهِيبَ نَارٍ. | ٤ |
5 He set the earth on its foundations, never to be moved.
| الْمُؤَسِّسُ الأَرْضَ عَلَى قَوَاعِدِهَا فَلَا تَتَزَعْزَعُ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ وَالأَبَدِ. | ٥ |
6 You covered it with the deep like a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.
| غَمَرْتَهَا بِاللُّجَجِ كَثَوْبٍ فَتَغَطَّتْ رُؤُوسُ الْجِبَالِ بِالْمِيَاهِ. | ٦ |
7 At Your rebuke the waters fled; at the sound of Your thunder they hurried away—
| مِنْ زَجْرِكَ تَهْرُبُ الْمِيَاهُ، وَمِنْ قَصْفِ رَعْدِكَ تَفِرُّ. | ٧ |
8 the mountains rose and the valleys sank to the place You assigned for them—
| ارْتَفَعَتِ الْجِبَالُ وَغَاصَتِ الْوِهَادُ، إِلَى الْمَوْضِعِ الَّذِي خَصَّصْتَهُ لَهَا. | ٨ |
9 You set a boundary they cannot cross, that they may never again cover the earth.
| وَضَعْتَ لِلْبَحْرِ حَدّاً لَا يَتَعَدَّاهُ حَتَّى لَا تَعُودَ مِيَاهُهُ تَغْمُرُ الأَرْضَ. | ٩ |
10 He sends forth springs in the valleys; they flow between the mountains.
| أَنْتَ الْمُفَجِّرُ الْيَنَابِيعَ فِي الأَوْدِيَةِ، فَتَجْرِي بَيْنَ الْجِبَالِ. | ١٠ |
11 They give drink to every beast of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
| تَسْقِي جَمِيعَ حَيَوَانَاتِ الْبَرِّيَّةِ، وَتَرْوِي مِنْهَا حَمِيرُ الْوَحْشِ عَطَشَهَا. | ١١ |
12 The birds of the air nest beside the springs; they sing among the branches.
| إِلَى جُوَارِهَا تُعَشِّشُ طُيُورُ السَّمَاءِ، وَتُغَرِّدُ بَيْنَ الأَغْصَانِ. | ١٢ |
13 He waters the mountains from His chambers; the earth is satisfied by the fruit of His works.
| تَسْقِي الْجِبَالَ مِنْ أَمْطَارِ سَمَائِكَ، وَتَمْتَلِىءُ الأَرْضُ مِنْ أَثْمَارِ أَعْمَالِكَ. | ١٣ |
14 He makes the grass grow for the livestock and provides crops for man to cultivate, bringing forth food from the earth:
| أَنْتَ الْمُنْبِتُ عُشْباً لِلْبَهَائِمِ وَخُضْرَةً لِخِدْمَةِ الإِنْسَانِ، لإِنْتَاجِ خُبْزٍ مِنَ الأَرْضِ، | ١٤ |
15 wine that gladdens the heart of man, oil that makes his face to shine, and bread that sustains his heart.
| وَخَمْرٍ تُفَرِّحُ قَلْبَ الإِنْسَانِ وَتُوَرِّدُ وَجْهَهُ فَيَلْمَعُ كَبَرِيقِ الزَّيْتِ، وَخُبْزٍ يُسْنِدُ قَلْبَهُ. | ١٥ |
16 The trees of the LORD have their fill, the cedars of Lebanon that He planted,
| تَرْتَوِي أَشْجَارُ الرَّبِّ، أَرْزُ لُبْنَانَ الَّذِي غَرَسَهُ. | ١٦ |
17 where the birds build their nests; the stork makes her home in the cypresses.
| حَيْثُ تَبْنِي الطُّيُورُ أَوْكَارَهَا، أَمَّا اللَّقْلَقُ فَفِي السَّرْوِ مَبِيتُهُ. | ١٧ |
18 The high mountains are for the wild goats, the cliffs a refuge for the rock badgers.
| الْجِبَالُ الْعَالِيَةُ مَوْطِنُ الْوُعُولِ، وَالصُّخُورُ مَلْجَأٌ لِلْوِبَارِ. | ١٨ |
19 He made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows when to set.
| أَنْتَ صَنَعْتَ الْقَمَرَ لِتَحْدِيدِ مَوَاقِيتِ الشُّهُورِ، وَالشَّمْسُ تَعْرِفُ مَوْعِدَ مَغْرِبِهَا. | ١٩ |
20 You bring darkness, and it becomes night, when all the beasts of the forest prowl.
| تُحِلُّ الظُّلْمَةَ فَيَصِيرُ لَيْلٌ يَجُوسُ فِيهِ كُلُّ حَيَوَانِ الْغَابَةِ. | ٢٠ |
21 The young lions roar for their prey and seek their food from God.
| تُزَمْجِرُ الأَشْبَالُ طَلَباً لِفَرِيسَتِهَا مُلْتَمِسَةً طَعَامَهَا مِنْ عِنْدِ اللهِ. | ٢١ |
22 The sun rises, and they withdraw; they lie down in their dens.
| وَمَا إِنْ تُشْرِقُ الشَّمْسُ حَتَّى تَعُودَ إِلَى عَرَائِنِهَا وَتَرْبِضَ فِيهَا | ٢٢ |
23 Man goes forth to his work and to his labor until evening.
| أَمَّا الإِنْسَانُ فَيَخْرُجُ إِلَى عَمَلِهِ وَشُغْلِهِ حَتَّى الْمَسَاءِ. | ٢٣ |
24 How many are Your works, O LORD! In wisdom You have made them all; the earth is full of Your creatures.
| يَا رَبُّ مَا أَعْظَمَ أَعْمَالَكَ، كُلَّهَا صَنَعْتَ بِحِكْمَةٍ، فَامْتَلأَتِ الأَرْضُ مِنْ غِنَاكَ. | ٢٤ |
25 Here is the sea, vast and wide, teeming with creatures beyond number, living things both great and small.
| هَذَا الْبَحْرُ الْكَبِيرُ الْوَاسِعُ، الَّذِي يَعِجُّ بِمَخْلُوقَاتٍ لَا تُحْصَى مِنْ حَيَوَانَاتٍ مَائِيَّةٍ صَغِيرَةٍ وَكَبِيرَةٍ | ٢٥ |
26 There the ships pass, and Leviathan, which You formed to frolic there.
| تَجْرِي فِيهِ السُّفُنُ، تَمْرَحُ فِيهِ الْحِيتَانُ الَّتِي خَلَقْتَهَا. | ٢٦ |
27 All creatures look to You to give them their food in due season.
| تَلْتَفِتُ جَمِيعُهَا إِلَيْكَ كَيْ تَرْزُقَهَا طَعَامَهَا فِي أَوَانِهِ. | ٢٧ |
28 When You give it to them, they gather it up; when You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good things.
| أَنْتَ تُعْطِيهَا وَهِيَ تَلْتَقِطُ، تَبْسُطُ يَدَكَ لَهَا فَتَشْبَعُ خَيْراً. | ٢٨ |
29 When You hide Your face, they are terrified; when You take away their breath, they die and return to dust.
| تَحْجُبُ عَنْهَا وَجْهَكَ فَتَفْزَعُ. تَقْبِضُ أَرْوَاحَهَا فَتَمُوتُ، وَإِلَى تُرَابِهَا تَعُودُ. | ٢٩ |
30 When You send Your Spirit, they are created, and You renew the face of the earth.
| تُرْسِلُ رُوحَكَ فَتُخْلَقُ ثَانِيَةً وَتُجَدِّدُ وَجْهَ الأَرْضِ. | ٣٠ |
31 May the glory of the LORD endure forever; may the LORD rejoice in His works.
| مَجْدُ الرَّبِّ يَدُومُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. الرَّبُّ يَفْرَحُ بِأَعْمَالِهِ. | ٣١ |
32 He looks on the earth, and it trembles; He touches the mountains, and they smolder.
| يَنْظُرُ إِلَى الأَرْضِ فَتَرْتَجِفُ، يَمَسُّ الْجِبَالَ فَتَمْتَلِئُ دُخَاناً | ٣٢ |
33 I will sing to the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
| أُرَنِّمُ لِلرَّبِّ وَأَشْدُو لإِلَهِي مَادُمْتُ حَيًّا. | ٣٣ |
34 May my meditation be pleasing to Him, for I rejoice in the LORD.
| فَيَلَذُّ لَهُ نَشِيدِي، وَأَنَا أَفْرَحُ بِالرَّبِّ. | ٣٤ |
35 May sinners vanish from the earth and the wicked be no more. Bless the LORD, O my soul. Hallelujah!
| لِيَنْقَطِعِ الْخُطَاةُ مِنَ الأَرْضِ، وَلْيَبِدِ الأَشْرَارُ. بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي الرَّبَّ. هَلِّلُويَا. | ٣٥ |
