Psalms 104
1 Let every part of me praise the Lord! Lord my God, you are so great, clothed with majesty and splendor!
| بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي الرَّبَّ. مَا أَعْظَمَكَ أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ إِلَهِي فَأَنْتَ مُتَسَرْبِلٌ بِالْمَجْدِ وَالْجَلالِ. | ١ |
2 You wear light as your clothing; you stretch out the fabric of the heavens.
| أَنْتَ الْلابِسُ النُّورَ كَثَوْبٍ، وَالْبَاسِطُ السَّمَاوَاتِ كَخَيْمَةٍ. | ٢ |
3 You place the roof-beams of your house in the rainclouds. You make the clouds your chariots. You ride on the wings of the wind.
| الْمُقِيمُ بَيْتَكَ فَوْقَ الْمِيَاهِ الْعُلْيَا، الْجَاعِلُ مِنَ السُّحُبِ مَرْكَبَتَكَ، السَّائِرُ عَلَى أَجْنِحَةِ الرِّيحِ، | ٣ |
4 You make your angels winds, and your servants flames of fire.
| الصَّانِعُ ملائِكَتَكَ رِيَاحاً وَخُدَّامَكَ لَهِيبَ نَارٍ. | ٤ |
5 You set the earth on its foundations; it will never be shaken.
| الْمُؤَسِّسُ الأَرْضَ عَلَى قَوَاعِدِهَا فَلَا تَتَزَعْزَعُ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ وَالأَبَدِ. | ٥ |
6 It was clothed with ocean depths—the waters even covered the mountains—
| غَمَرْتَهَا بِاللُّجَجِ كَثَوْبٍ فَتَغَطَّتْ رُؤُوسُ الْجِبَالِ بِالْمِيَاهِ. | ٦ |
7 but at your command the waters fled; at the sound of your thunder they rushed away.
| مِنْ زَجْرِكَ تَهْرُبُ الْمِيَاهُ، وَمِنْ قَصْفِ رَعْدِكَ تَفِرُّ. | ٧ |
8 The mountains rose up and the valleys sank down to where you had determined.
| ارْتَفَعَتِ الْجِبَالُ وَغَاصَتِ الْوِهَادُ، إِلَى الْمَوْضِعِ الَّذِي خَصَّصْتَهُ لَهَا. | ٨ |
9 You set a boundary for the oceans so they would not come back and cover the earth.
| وَضَعْتَ لِلْبَحْرِ حَدّاً لَا يَتَعَدَّاهُ حَتَّى لَا تَعُودَ مِيَاهُهُ تَغْمُرُ الأَرْضَ. | ٩ |
10 You make springs flow into the streams, running down between the hills.
| أَنْتَ الْمُفَجِّرُ الْيَنَابِيعَ فِي الأَوْدِيَةِ، فَتَجْرِي بَيْنَ الْجِبَالِ. | ١٠ |
11 They provide water for all the wild animals, and wild donkeys quench their thirst.
| تَسْقِي جَمِيعَ حَيَوَانَاتِ الْبَرِّيَّةِ، وَتَرْوِي مِنْهَا حَمِيرُ الْوَحْشِ عَطَشَهَا. | ١١ |
12 Birds build their nests in trees along the streams, singing from among the leaves.
| إِلَى جُوَارِهَا تُعَشِّشُ طُيُورُ السَّمَاءِ، وَتُغَرِّدُ بَيْنَ الأَغْصَانِ. | ١٢ |
13 You send down rain on the mountains from your home high above; you fill the earth with good things.
| تَسْقِي الْجِبَالَ مِنْ أَمْطَارِ سَمَائِكَ، وَتَمْتَلِىءُ الأَرْضُ مِنْ أَثْمَارِ أَعْمَالِكَ. | ١٣ |
14 You make the grass grow for the cattle, and plants for people to eat—crops produced by the earth for food,
| أَنْتَ الْمُنْبِتُ عُشْباً لِلْبَهَائِمِ وَخُضْرَةً لِخِدْمَةِ الإِنْسَانِ، لإِنْتَاجِ خُبْزٍ مِنَ الأَرْضِ، | ١٤ |
15 and wine to make them happy, olive oil to make their faces shine, and bread to make them strong.
| وَخَمْرٍ تُفَرِّحُ قَلْبَ الإِنْسَانِ وَتُوَرِّدُ وَجْهَهُ فَيَلْمَعُ كَبَرِيقِ الزَّيْتِ، وَخُبْزٍ يُسْنِدُ قَلْبَهُ. | ١٥ |
16 The Lord's trees are well-watered, the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
| تَرْتَوِي أَشْجَارُ الرَّبِّ، أَرْزُ لُبْنَانَ الَّذِي غَرَسَهُ. | ١٦ |
17 Sparrows make their nests there; herons make their homes in the tall trees.
| حَيْثُ تَبْنِي الطُّيُورُ أَوْكَارَهَا، أَمَّا اللَّقْلَقُ فَفِي السَّرْوِ مَبِيتُهُ. | ١٧ |
18 Wild goats live high in the mountains; hyraxes hide among the rocks.
| الْجِبَالُ الْعَالِيَةُ مَوْطِنُ الْوُعُولِ، وَالصُّخُورُ مَلْجَأٌ لِلْوِبَارِ. | ١٨ |
19 You made the moon to mark the months, and the sun knows when to set.
| أَنْتَ صَنَعْتَ الْقَمَرَ لِتَحْدِيدِ مَوَاقِيتِ الشُّهُورِ، وَالشَّمْسُ تَعْرِفُ مَوْعِدَ مَغْرِبِهَا. | ١٩ |
20 You make darkness fall and the night comes, the time when the forest animals come out to hunt.
| تُحِلُّ الظُّلْمَةَ فَيَصِيرُ لَيْلٌ يَجُوسُ فِيهِ كُلُّ حَيَوَانِ الْغَابَةِ. | ٢٠ |
21 The young lions roar as they seek their prey, looking for the food that God provides for them.
| تُزَمْجِرُ الأَشْبَالُ طَلَباً لِفَرِيسَتِهَا مُلْتَمِسَةً طَعَامَهَا مِنْ عِنْدِ اللهِ. | ٢١ |
22 When the sun rises they return to their dens to rest.
| وَمَا إِنْ تُشْرِقُ الشَّمْسُ حَتَّى تَعُودَ إِلَى عَرَائِنِهَا وَتَرْبِضَ فِيهَا | ٢٢ |
23 Then people leave for work, working until the evening.
| أَمَّا الإِنْسَانُ فَيَخْرُجُ إِلَى عَمَلِهِ وَشُغْلِهِ حَتَّى الْمَسَاءِ. | ٢٣ |
24 Lord, how many different things you have made—all of them wisely created! The earth is full of your creatures.
| يَا رَبُّ مَا أَعْظَمَ أَعْمَالَكَ، كُلَّهَا صَنَعْتَ بِحِكْمَةٍ، فَامْتَلأَتِ الأَرْضُ مِنْ غِنَاكَ. | ٢٤ |
25 Consider the sea, deep and wide, full of all kinds of living things, large and small.
| هَذَا الْبَحْرُ الْكَبِيرُ الْوَاسِعُ، الَّذِي يَعِجُّ بِمَخْلُوقَاتٍ لَا تُحْصَى مِنْ حَيَوَانَاتٍ مَائِيَّةٍ صَغِيرَةٍ وَكَبِيرَةٍ | ٢٥ |
26 Ships sail there, and Leviathan, that you made to play in it.
| تَجْرِي فِيهِ السُّفُنُ، تَمْرَحُ فِيهِ الْحِيتَانُ الَّتِي خَلَقْتَهَا. | ٢٦ |
27 All creatures look to you to give them food at the right time.
| تَلْتَفِتُ جَمِيعُهَا إِلَيْكَ كَيْ تَرْزُقَهَا طَعَامَهَا فِي أَوَانِهِ. | ٢٧ |
28 When you provide it, they gather it up. You hand out food to them, and they are well-fed.
| أَنْتَ تُعْطِيهَا وَهِيَ تَلْتَقِطُ، تَبْسُطُ يَدَكَ لَهَا فَتَشْبَعُ خَيْراً. | ٢٨ |
29 When you turn away from them, they're 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 breath, they are created, and life covers the earth again.
| تُرْسِلُ رُوحَكَ فَتُخْلَقُ ثَانِيَةً وَتُجَدِّدُ وَجْهَ الأَرْضِ. | ٣٠ |
31 May the Lord's glory last forever! The Lord is happy with all he has made.
| مَجْدُ الرَّبِّ يَدُومُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. الرَّبُّ يَفْرَحُ بِأَعْمَالِهِ. | ٣١ |
32 He only has to look at the earth and it trembles; mountains pour out smoke at his touch.
| يَنْظُرُ إِلَى الأَرْضِ فَتَرْتَجِفُ، يَمَسُّ الْجِبَالَ فَتَمْتَلِئُ دُخَاناً | ٣٢ |
33 I will sing to the Lord for as long as I live; I will sing praises to my God my whole life.
| أُرَنِّمُ لِلرَّبِّ وَأَشْدُو لإِلَهِي مَادُمْتُ حَيًّا. | ٣٣ |
34 May he be pleased with my thoughts because I am happy in the Lord.
| فَيَلَذُّ لَهُ نَشِيدِي، وَأَنَا أَفْرَحُ بِالرَّبِّ. | ٣٤ |
35 Let sinners be destroyed from the earth; let the wicked cease to exist. Let every part of me praise the Lord!
| لِيَنْقَطِعِ الْخُطَاةُ مِنَ الأَرْضِ، وَلْيَبِدِ الأَشْرَارُ. بَارِكِي يَا نَفْسِي الرَّبَّ. هَلِّلُويَا. | ٣٥ |
