Psalms 77
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of Asaph. I cry out to God for help—I even shout. If only he would listen to me!
| لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ عَلَى يَدُوثُونَ. لآسَافَ. مَزْمُورٌ إِلَى اللهِ أَرْفَعُ صَوْتِي، إِلَى اللهِ أَصْرُخُ فَيُصْغِي إِلَيَّ. | ١ |
2 When I was in trouble I prayed to the Lord. All night long I stretched out my hands to him in prayer but nothing brought me any comfort.
| فِي يَوْمِ ضِيقِي طَلَبْتُ الرَّبَّ. انْبَسَطَتْ يَدِي طُولَ اللَّيْلِ فَلَمْ تَكِلَّ. أَبَتْ نَفْسِي الْعَزَاءَ. | ٢ |
3 I thought about God, groaning loudly; I meditated on him, but I was discouraged. (Selah)
| أَذْكُرُ الرَّبَّ فَأَتَنَهَّدُ، أُنَاجِي نَفْسِي فَيُغْشَى عَلَى رُوحِي. | ٣ |
4 You stop me going to sleep; I'm so upset I can't even talk.
| أَمْسَكْتَ أَجْفَانِي عَنِ النَّوْمِ. اعْتَرَانِي الْقَلَقُ فَعَجَزْتُ عَنِ الْكَلامِ. | ٤ |
5 I think of the old days, years ago.
| فَكَّرْتُ فِي الأَيَّامِ الْقَدِيمَةِ وَفِي السِّنِينَ السَّحِيقَةِ. | ٥ |
6 I remember the songs I sung in the night. I meditate and ask myself:
| فِي اللَّيْلِ أَتَذَكَّرُ تَرْنِيمِي، وَأُنَاجِي قَلْبِي، وَتَجِدُّ فِي الْبَحْثِ نَفْسِي. | ٦ |
7 Has the Lord given up on me forever? Won't he ever be pleased with me again?
| هَلْ إِلَى الأَبَدِ يَرْفُضُنَا الرَّبُّ وَلَا يَرْضَى عَنَّا أَبَداً؟ | ٧ |
8 Has his trustworthy love disappeared forever? Have his promises permanently ended?
| هَلِ انْتَهَتْ رَحْمَتُهُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ؟ هَلِ انْقَطَعَتْ عَنَّا مَوَاعِيدُهُ؟ | ٨ |
9 Has God forgotten to be kind? Has he angrily slammed the door shut on his compassion? (Selah)
| أَلَعَلَّ اللهَ نَسِيَ رَأْفَتَهُ؟ أَمْ حَبَسَ بِغَضَبٍ مَرَاحِمَهُ؟ | ٩ |
10 Then I said, “This is what hurts me the most: the Most High doesn't treat me the way he used to.”
| ثُمَّ قُلْتُ: «هَذَا يُسْقِمُنِي: أَنَّ يَمِينَ اللهِ الْعَلِيِّ قَدْ تَحَوَّلَتْ (عَنَّا).» | ١٠ |
11 I remember what you have done, Lord; I remember all the wonderful things you did long ago.
| أَذْكُرُ أَعْمَالَكَ يَا رَبُّ. أَذْكُرُ عَجَائِبَكَ الَّتِي عَمِلْتَهَا فِي الْقَدِيمِ، | ١١ |
12 I will think about all you have accomplished; I will think deeply about how you have acted.
| وَأَتَأَمَّلُ جَمِيعَ أَفْعَالِكَ وَأُنَاجِي بِكُلِّ مَا صَنَعْتَهُ. | ١٢ |
13 God, your ways are holy; is any god as great as you?
| يَا اللهُ، إِنَّ طَرِيقَكَ هِيَ الْقَدَاسَةُ، فَأَيُّ إِلَهٍ عَظِيمٌ مِثْلُ اللهِ؟ | ١٣ |
14 You are the God who does wonderful things! You have revealed your power to the nations.
| أَنْتَ الإِلَهُ الصَّانِعُ الْعَجَائِبَ، وَقَدْ أَعْلَنْتَ قُوَّتَكَ بَيْنَ الشُّعُوبِ. | ١٤ |
15 Through your strength you saved your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
| بِذِرَاعِكَ القَدِيرَةِ افْتَدَيْتَ شَعْبَكَ بَنِي يَعْقُوبَ وَيُوسُفَ. | ١٥ |
16 When the waters saw you, God, when they looked they trembled! Yes, they shook down to the very depths!
| رَأَتْكَ الْمِيَاهُ يَا اللهُ فَارْتَجَفَتْ وَاضْطَرَبَتْ أَعْمَاقُهَا أَيْضاً. | ١٦ |
17 The clouds poured rain down; the skies crashed with thunder; your lightning flew like arrows.
| سَكَبَتِ الْغُيُومُ مَاءً وَأَرْعَدَتِ السُّحُبُ، وَتَطَايَرَتْ سِهَامُكَ. | ١٧ |
18 Your thunder rumbled from the whirlwind; lightning flashes lit up the world; the earth quaked and shook.
| (زَأَرَ) صَوْتُ رَعْدِكَ فِي الزَّوْبَعَةِ، فَأَضَاءَتِ الْبُرُوقُ الْمَسْكُونَةَ، وَارْتَعَدَتِ الأَرْضُ وَاهْتَزَّتْ. | ١٨ |
19 Your way led through the sea; your path passed through the deep sea; yet your footprints were invisible.
| إِنَّمَا فِي الْبَحْرِ طَرِيقُكَ، وَمَسَالِكُكَ فِي الْمِيَاهِ الْغَامِرَةِ، وَآثَارُ خُطْوَاتِكَ لَا تُتَقَصَّى. | ١٩ |
20 You led your people like a flock, shepherded by Moses and Aaron.
| هَدَيْتَ شَعْبَكَ كَقَطِيعٍ عَلَى يَدِ مُوسَى وَهَارُونَ. | ٢٠ |
