Psalms 7
1 A psalm (shiggaion) of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush, from the tribe of Benjamin. Lord my God, you are my protection. Save me from those who persecute me; please rescue me!
| قَصِيدَةُ حُزْنٍ نَظَمَهَا دَاوُدُ وَرَنَّمَهَا لِلرَّبِّ رَدّاً لِلتُّهْمَةِ الَّتِي رَمَاهُ بِها كُوشُ الْبَنْيَامِينِيُّ أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ إِلَهِي، إِلَيْكَ الْتَجَأْتُ، فَأَنْقِذْنِي وَنَجِّنِي مِنْ جَمِيعِ مُطَارِدِيَّ، | ١ |
2 Otherwise they will tear me apart like a lion, ripping me to pieces with no one to save me.
| لِئَلّا يَفْتَرِسَ الْعَدُوُّ نَفْسِي كَالأَسَدِ، وَلَيْسَ مَنْ يُنْقِذُنِي. | ٢ |
3 If I have done what I'm accused of, if my hands are guilty,
| أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ إِلَهِي، إِنْ كُنْتُ قَدِ اقْتَرَفْتُ هَذِهِ الإِسَاءَةَ، وَكَانَتْ يَدَايَ قَدِ ارْتَكَبَتَا هَذَا الإِثْمَ، | ٣ |
4 If I have paid back a friend with evil, if I have robbed my enemy for no reason,
| إِنْ كُنْتُ قَدْ أَسَأْتُ لِمَنْ أَحْسَنَ إِلَيَّ وَسَلَبْتُ عَدُوِّي مِنْ غَيْرِ سَبَبٍ، | ٤ |
5 Then let my enemies chase me down; let them trample me in the dust and drag my reputation through the dirt. (Selah)
| إِذَنْ فَلْيُطَارِدِ الْعَدُوُّ نَفْسِي ويَنْزِعْهَا مِنِّي، وَلْيَدُسْ فِي الأَرْضِ حَيَاتِي، وَيُعَفِّرْ فِي التُّرَابِ شَرَفِي. | ٥ |
6 Stand up, Lord, in your anger, rise up against the fury of my enemies; wake up, Lord, and bring me justice!
| انْهَضْ يَا رَبُّ فِي احْتِدَامِ غَضَبِكَ، وَانْتَصِبْ فِي وَجْهِ سَخَطِ خُصُومِي، يَا مَنْ أَوْصَيْتَ بِالْعَدْلِ. | ٦ |
7 Bring together the nations before you; rule them from your throne on high.
| لِتُحِطْ بِكَ جَمَاعَةُ الشُّعُوبِ فَتَحْكُمَهَا مِنْ مَنَصَّةِ الْقَضَاءِ الْعَالِيَةِ. | ٧ |
8 The Lord judges all people. Defend me, Lord, because I do what is right, because of my integrity.
| إِنَّ الرَّبَّ يَدِينُ الأُمَمَ. اقضِ لِي يَا رَبُّ كَحَقِّي، بِحَسَبِ مَا فِيَّ مِنْ كَمَالٍ. | ٨ |
9 Please bring an end to the evil done by the wicked; vindicate those who do good, for you are the God of right who examines hearts and minds.
| ضَعْ حَدّاً لِشَرِّ الأَشْرَارِ، وَأَثْبِتْ بَرَاءَةَ الأَبْرَارِ، أَيُّهَا الإِلَهُ الْعَادِلُ فَاحِصُ الْقُلُوبِ وَالدَّخَائِلِ. | ٩ |
10 The Most High God is my defense, the one who saves those who live right.
| مَلْجَإِي عِنْدَ اللهِ مُخَلِّصِ مُسْتَقِيمِي الْقُلُوبِ. | ١٠ |
11 God is a fair judge who is always hostile to evil.
| اللهُ قَاضٍ عَادِلٌ، وَهُوَ إِلَهٌ يَسْخَطُ عَلَى الأَشْرَارِ فِي كُلِّ يَوْمٍ. | ١١ |
12 If people do not change their minds, he will sharpen his sword. He has bent and strung his bow.
| صَقَلَ سَيْفَهُ لِيَضْرِبَ بِهِ الشِّرِّيرَ الَّذِي لَا يَتُوبُ. وَتَّرَ قَوْسَهُ وَهَيَّأَهَا. | ١٢ |
13 He has prepared weapons of death, he has his flaming arrows ready.
| أَعَدَّ لَهُ الأَسْلِحَةَ الْقَتَّالَةَ، وَجَعَلَ سِهَامَهُ مُحْرِقَةً. | ١٣ |
14 See how the wicked conceive evil! They are pregnant with trouble. They give birth to dishonesty.
| هُوَذَا الْعَدُوُّ يَتَمَخَّضُ بِالإِثْمِ، يَحْبَلُ بِالأَذَى، وَيَلِدُ كَذِباً. | ١٤ |
15 They dig a deep hole to catch people, but then fall into it themselves.
| حَفَرَ بِئْراً وَعَمَّقَهَا، فَسَقَطَ فِيهَا. | ١٥ |
16 The trouble they cause rebounds to hit them on the head; their violence against others comes down on their own skulls.
| شَرُّهُ يَرْتَدُّ عَلَى رَأْسِهِ، وَظُلْمُهُ يَهْبِطُ عَلَى هَامَتِهِ. | ١٦ |
17 I will thank the Lord because he does what is right; I will sing praises to the name of the Lord Most High.
| إِنِّي أَحْمَدُ الرَّبَّ مِنْ أَجْلِ عَدَالَتِهِ، وَأَتَرَنَّمُ لاسْمِ الرَّبِّ العَلِيِّ. | ١٧ |
