Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
| مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ حِينَمَا هَرَبَ مِنْ وَجْهِ أَبْشَالُومَ ٱبْنِهِ يَارَبُّ، مَا أَكْثَرَ مُضَايِقِيَّ! كَثِيرُونَ قَائِمُونَ عَلَيَّ. | ١ |
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
| كَثِيرُونَ يَقُولُونَ لِنَفْسِي: «لَيْسَ لَهُ خَلَاصٌ بِإِلَهِهِ». سِلَاهْ. | ٢ |
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
| أَمَّا أَنْتَ يَارَبُّ فَتُرْسٌ لِي. مَجْدِي وَرَافِعُ رَأْسِي. | ٣ |
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
| بِصَوْتِي إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ أَصْرُخُ، فَيُجِيبُنِي مِنْ جَبَلِ قُدْسِهِ. سِلَاهْ. | ٤ |
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
| أَنَا ٱضْطَجَعْتُ وَنِمْتُ. ٱسْتَيْقَظْتُ لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ يَعْضُدُنِي. | ٥ |
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
| لَا أَخَافُ مِنْ رِبْوَاتِ ٱلشُّعُوبِ ٱلْمُصْطَفِّينَ عَلَيَّ مِنْ حَوْلِي. | ٦ |
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
| قُمْ يَارَبُّ! خَلِّصْنِي يَا إِلَهِي! لِأَنَّكَ ضَرَبْتَ كُلَّ أَعْدَائِي عَلَى ٱلْفَكِّ. هَشَّمْتَ أَسْنَانَ ٱلْأَشْرَارِ. | ٧ |
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
| لِلرَّبِّ ٱلْخَلَاصُ عَلَى شَعْبِكَ بَرَكَتُكَ. سِلَاهْ. | ٨ |
