Psalms 57
1 To the chief Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
| لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. عَلَى «لَا تُهْلِكْ». مُذَهَّبَةٌ لِدَاوُدَ عِنْدَمَا هَرَبَ مِنْ قُدَّامِ شَاوُلَ فِي ٱلْمَغَارَةِ. اِرْحَمْنِي يَا ٱللهُ ٱرْحَمْنِي، لِأَنَّهُ بِكَ ٱحْتَمَتْ نَفْسِي، وَبِظِلِّ جَنَاحَيْكَ أَحْتَمِي إِلَى أَنْ تَعْبُرَ ٱلْمَصَائِبُ. | ١ |
2 I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] for me.
| أَصْرُخُ إِلَى ٱللهِ ٱلْعَلِيِّ، إِلَى ٱللهِ ٱلْمُحَامِي عَنِّي. | ٢ |
3 He will send from the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
| يُرْسِلُ مِنَ ٱلسَّمَاءِ وَيُخَلِّصُنِي. عَيَّرَ ٱلَّذِي يَتَهَمَّمُنِي. سِلَاهْ. يُرْسِلُ ٱللهُ رَحْمَتَهُ وَحَقَّهُ. | ٣ |
4 My soul is in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
| نَفْسِي بَيْنَ ٱلْأَشْبَالِ. أَضْطَجِعُ بَيْنَ ٱلْمُتَّقِدِينَ بَنِي آدَمَ. أَسْنَانُهُمْ أَسِنَّةٌ وَسِهَامٌ، وَلِسَانُهُمْ سَيْفٌ مَاضٍ. | ٤ |
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
| ٱرْتَفِعِ ٱللَّهُمَّ عَلَى ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ. لِيَرْتَفِعْ عَلَى كُلِّ ٱلْأَرْضِ مَجْدُكَ. | ٥ |
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (Selah)
| هَيَّأُوا شَبَكَةً لِخَطَوَاتِي. ٱنْحَنَتْ نَفْسِي. حَفَرُوا قُدَّامِي حُفْرَةً. سَقَطُوا فِي وَسَطِهَا. سِلَاهْ. | ٦ |
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
| ثَابِتٌ قَلْبِي يَا ٱللهُ، ثَابِتٌ قَلْبِي. أُغَنِّي وَأُرَنِّمُ. | ٧ |
8 Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake the dawn.
| ٱسْتَيْقِظْ يَا مَجْدِي! ٱسْتَيْقِظِي يَارَبَابُ وَيَا عُودُ! أَنَا أَسْتَيْقِظُ سَحَرًا. | ٨ |
9 I will give thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:
| أَحْمَدُكَ بَيْنَ ٱلشُّعُوبِ يَارَبُّ. أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ بَيْنَ ٱلْأُمَمِ. | ٩ |
10 For thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
| لِأَنَّ رَحْمَتَكَ قَدْ عَظُمَتْ إِلَى ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ، وَإِلَى ٱلْغَمَامِ حَقُّكَ. | ١٠ |
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
| ٱرْتَفِعِ ٱللَّهُمَّ عَلَى ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ. لِيَرْتَفِعْ عَلَى كُلِّ ٱلْأَرْضِ مَجْدُكَ. | ١١ |
