Psalms 139
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, you have knowledge of me, searching out all my secrets.
| لِقَائِدِ الْمنُشِدِينَ. مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ يَا رَبُّ قَدْ فَحَصْتَنِي وَعَرَفْتَنِي. | ١ |
2 You have knowledge when I am seated and when I get up, you see my thoughts from far away.
| أَنْتَ عَرَفْتَ قُعُودِي وَقِيَامِي. فَهِمْتَ فِكْرِي مِنْ بَعِيدٍ. | ٢ |
3 You keep watch over my steps and my sleep, and have knowledge of all my ways.
| أَنْتَ تَقَصَّيْتَ مَسْلَكِي وَمَرْقَدِي، وَتَعْرِفُ كُلَّ طُرُقِي. | ٣ |
4 For there is not a word on my tongue which is not clear to you, O Lord.
| عَرَفْتَ كُلَّ كَلِمَةٍ مِنْ قَبْلِ أَنْ يَتَفَوَّهَ بِها لِسَانِي. | ٤ |
5 I am shut in by you on every side, and you have put your hand on me.
| لَقَدْ طَوَّقْتَنِي (بِعِلْمِكَ) مِنْ خَلْفٍ وَمِنْ أَمَامٍ وَبَسَطْتَ يَدَكَ فَوْقِي. | ٥ |
6 Such knowledge is a wonder greater than my powers; it is so high that I may not come near it.
| مَا أَعْجَبَ هَذَا الْعِلْمَ الْفَائِقَ، إِنَّهُ أَسْمَى مِنْ أَنْ أُدْرِكَهُ. | ٦ |
7 Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?
| أَيْنَ الْمَهْرَبُ مِنْ رُوحِكَ؟ أَيْنَ الْمَفَرُّ مِنْ حَضْرَتِكَ؟ | ٧ |
8 If I go up to heaven, you are there: or if I make my bed in the underworld, you are there. (Sheol h7585)
| إِنْ صَعِدْتُ إِلَى السَّمَاوَاتِ فَأَنْتَ هُنَاكَ، وَإِنْ جَعَلْتُ فِرَاشِي فِي عَالَمِ الأَمْوَاتِ فَهُنَاكَ أَنْتَ أَيْضاً. (Sheol h7585) | ٨ |
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;
| إِنِ اسْتَعَرْتُ أَجْنِحَةَ الْفَجْرِ وَطِرْتُ، وَسَكَنْتُ فِي أَقْصَى أَطْرَافِ الْبَحْرِ | ٩ |
10 Even there will I be guided by your hand, and your right hand will keep me.
| فَهُنَاكَ أَيْضاً يَدُكَ تَهْدِينِي وَيُمْنَاكَ تُمْسِكُنِي. | ١٠ |
11 If I say, Only let me be covered by the dark, and the light about me be night;
| إِنْ قُلْتُ فِي نَفْسِي: «رُبَّمَا الظُّلْمَةُ تَحْجُبُنِي وَالضَّوْءُ حَوْلِي يَصِيرُ لَيْلاً»، | ١١ |
12 Even the dark is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day: for dark and light are the same to you.
| فَحَتَّى الظُّلْمَةُ لَا تُخْفِي عَنْكَ شَيْئاً، وَاللَّيْلُ كَالنَّهَارِ يُضِيءُ، فَسِيَّانَ عِنْدَكَ الظَّلامُ وَالضَّوْءُ. | ١٢ |
13 My flesh was made by you, and my parts joined together in my mother's body.
| لأَنَّكَ أَنْتَ قَدْ كَوَّنْتَ كُلْيَتَيَّ. نَسَجْتَنِي دَاخِلَ بَطْنِ أُمِّي. | ١٣ |
14 I will give you praise, for I am strangely and delicately formed; your works are great wonders, and of this my soul is fully conscious.
| أَحْمَدُكَ لأَنَّكَ صَنَعْتَنِي بِإِعْجَازِكَ الْمُدْهِشِ. مَا أَعْجَبَ أَعْمَالَكَ وَنَفْسِي تَعْلَمُ ذَلِكَ يَقِيناً. | ١٤ |
15 My frame was not unseen by you when I was made secretly, and strangely formed in the lowest parts of the earth.
| لَمْ يَخْفَ عَلَيْكَ كِيَانِي عِنْدَمَا كُوِّنْتُ فِي السِّرِّ، وَجُبِلْتُ فِي أَعْمَاقِ الأَرْضِ. | ١٥ |
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book all my days were recorded, even those which were purposed before they had come into being.
| رَأَتْنِي عَيْنَاكَ وَأَنَا مَازِلْتُ جَنِيناً؛ وَقَبْلَ أَنْ تُخْلَقَ أَعْضَائِي كُتِبَتْ فِي سِفْرِكَ يَوْمَ تَصَوَّرْتَهَا. | ١٦ |
17 How dear are your thoughts to me, O God! how great is the number of them!
| مَا أَثْمَنَ أَفْكَارَكَ يَا اللهُ عِنْدِي! مَا أَعْظَمَ جُمْلَتَهَا! | ١٧ |
18 If I made up their number, it would be more than the grains of sand; when I am awake, I am still with you.
| إِنْ أَحْصَيْتُهَا زَادَتْ عَلَى الرَّمْلِ عَدَداً. عِنْدَمَا أَسْتَيْقِظُ أَجِدُنِي مَازِلْتُ مَعَكَ. | ١٨ |
19 If only you would put the sinners to death, O God; go far from me, you men of blood.
| لَيْتَكَ يَا اللهُ تَقْتُلُ الأَشْرَارَ، فَيَبْتَعِدَ عَنِّي سَافِكُو الدِّمَاءِ. | ١٩ |
20 For they go against you with evil designs, and your haters make sport of your name.
| فَإِنَّهُمْ يَتَحَدَّثُونَ عَنْكَ بِالْمَكْرِ وَالْكَذِبِ، لأَنَّهُمْ أَعْدَاؤُكَ. | ٢٠ |
21 Are not your haters hated by me, O Lord? are not those who are lifted up against you a cause of grief to me?
| يَا رَبُّ أَلَا أُبْغِضُ مُبْغِضِيكَ، وَأَكْرَهُ الثَّائِرِينَ عَلَيْكَ؟ | ٢١ |
22 My hate for them is complete; my thoughts of them are as if they were making war on me.
| بُغْضاً تَامّاً أُبْغِضُهُمْ، وَأَحْسِبُهُمْ أَعْدَاءَ لِي. | ٢٢ |
23 O God, let the secrets of my heart be uncovered, and let my wandering thoughts be tested:
| تَفَحَّصْنِي يَا اللهُ وَاعْرِفْ قَلْبِي. امْتَحِنِّي وَاعْرِفْ أَفْكَارِي. | ٢٣ |
24 See if there is any way of sorrow in me, and be my guide in the eternal way.
| وَانْظُرْ إنْ كَانَ فِيَّ طَرِيقُ سُوءٍ، وَاهْدِنِي الطَّرِيقَ الأَبَدِيَّ. | ٢٤ |
