< Psalms 9 >

1 For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning the secrets of the Son. I will give thanks to you, O Lord, with my whole heart; I will recount all your wonderful works.
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. عَلَى «مَوْتِ ٱلِٱبْنِ». مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ أَحْمَدُ ٱلرَّبَّ بِكُلِّ قَلْبِي. أُحَدِّثُ بِجَمِيعِ عَجَائِبِكَ.١
2 I will be glad and exult in you: I will sing to your name, O you Most High.
أَفْرَحُ وَأَبْتَهِجُ بِكَ. أُرَنِّمُ لِٱسْمِكَ أَيُّهَا ٱلْعَلِيُّ.٢
3 When mine enemies are turned back, they shall be feeble and perish at your presence.
عِنْدَ رُجُوعِ أَعْدَائِي إِلَى خَلْفٍ، يَسْقُطُونَ وَيَهْلِكُونَ مِنْ قُدَّامِ وَجْهِكَ،٣
4 For you have maintained my cause and my right; you sat on the throne, that judge righteousness.
لِأَنَّكَ أَقَمْتَ حَقِّي وَدَعْوَايَ. جَلَسْتَ عَلَى ٱلْكُرْسِيِّ قَاضِيًا عَادِلًا.٤
5 You have rebuked the nations, and the ungodly one has perished; you have blotted out their name for ever, even for ever and ever.
ٱنْتَهَرْتَ ٱلْأُمَمَ. أَهْلَكْتَ ٱلشِّرِّيرَ. مَحَوْتَ ٱسْمَهُمْ إِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ وَٱلْأَبَدِ.٥
6 The swords of the enemy have failed utterly; and you have destroyed cities: their memorial has been destroyed with a noise,
اَلْعَدُوُّ تَمَّ خَرَابُهُ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ. وَهَدَمْتَ مُدُنًا. بَادَ ذِكْرُهُ نَفْسُهُ.٦
7 but the Lord endures for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgement.
أَمَّا ٱلرَّبُّ فَإِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ يَجْلِسُ. ثَبَّتَ لِلْقَضَاءِ كُرْسِيَّهُ،٧
8 And he will judge the world in righteousness, he will judge the nations in uprightness.
وَهُوَ يَقْضِي لِلْمَسْكُونَةِ بِٱلْعَدْلِ. يَدِينُ ٱلشُّعُوبَ بِٱلِٱسْتِقَامَةِ.٨
9 The Lord also is become a refuge for the poor, a seasonable help, in affliction.
وَيَكُونُ ٱلرَّبُّ مَلْجَأً لِلْمُنْسَحِقِ. مَلْجَأً فِي أَزْمِنَةِ ٱلضِّيقِ.٩
10 And let them that know your name hope in you: for you, O Lord, have not failed them that diligently seek you.
وَيَتَّكِلُ عَلَيْكَ ٱلْعَارِفُونَ ٱسْمَكَ، لِأَنَّكَ لَمْ تَتْرُكْ طَالِبِيكَ يَارَبُّ.١٠
11 Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Sion: declare his dealings amongst the nations.
رَنِّمُوا لِلرَّبِّ ٱلسَّاكِنِ فِي صِهْيَوْنَ، أَخْبِرُوا بَيْنَ ٱلشُّعُوبِ بِأَفْعَالِهِ.١١
12 For he remembered them, [in] making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor.
لِأَنَّهُ مُطَالِبٌ بِٱلدِّمَاءِ. ذَكَرَهُمْ. لَمْ يَنْسَ صُرَاخَ ٱلْمَسَاكِينِ.١٢
13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; look upon my affliction [which I suffer] of mine enemies, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
اِرْحَمْنِي يَارَبُّ. ٱنْظُرْ مَذَلَّتِي مِنْ مُبْغِضِيَّ، يَارَافِعِي مِنْ أَبْوَابِٱلْمَوْتِ،١٣
14 that I may declare all your praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion: I will exult in your salvation.
لِكَيْ أُحَدِّثَ بِكُلِّ تَسَابِيحِكَ فِي أَبْوَابِ ٱبْنَةِ صِهْيَوْنَ، مُبْتَهِجًا بِخَلَاصِكَ.١٤
15 The heathen are caught in the destruction which they planned: in the very snare which they hid is their foot taken.
تَوَرَّطَتِ ٱلْأُمَمُ فِي ٱلْحُفْرَةِ ٱلَّتِي عَمِلُوهَا. فِي ٱلشَّبَكَةِ ٱلَّتِي أَخْفَوْهَا ٱنْتَشَبَتْ أَرْجُلُهُمْ.١٥
16 The Lord is known as executing judgements: the sinner is taken in the works of his hands. (A song of, Pause)
مَعْرُوفٌ هُوَ ٱلرَّبُّ. قَضَاءً أَمْضَى. ٱلشِّرِّيرُ يَعْلَقُ بِعَمَلِ يَدَيْهِ. ضَرْبُ ٱلْأَوْتَارِ. سِلَاهْ.١٦
17 Let sinners be driven away into Hades, [even] all the nations that forget God. (Sheol h7585)
اَلْأَشْرَارُ يَرْجِعُونَ إِلَى ٱلْهَاوِيَةِ، كُلُّ ٱلْأُمَمِ ٱلنَّاسِينَ ٱللهَ. (Sheol h7585)١٧
18 For the poor shall not be forgotten for ever: the patience of the needy ones shall not perish for ever.
لِأَنَّهُ لَا يُنْسَى ٱلْمِسْكِينُ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ. رَجَاءُ ٱلْبَائِسِينَ لَا يَخِيبُ إِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ.١٨
19 Arise, O Lord, let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged before you.
قُمْ يَارَبُّ. لَا يَعْتَزَّ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ. لِتُحَاكَمِ ٱلْأُمَمُ قُدَّامَكَ.١٩
20 Appoint, O Lord, a lawgiver over them: let the heathen know that they are men. (Pause)
يَارَبُّ ٱجْعَلْ عَلَيْهِمْ رُعْبًا لِيَعْلَمَ ٱلْأُمَمُ أَنَّهُمْ بَشَرٌ. سِلَاهْ.٢٠

< Psalms 9 >