< Psalms 30 >

1 A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; of David. I will extol thee, O LORD, for Thou hast raised me up, and hast not suffered mine enemies to rejoice over me.
مَزْمُورٌ نَشِيدٌ بِمُنَاسَبَةِ تَدْشِينِ الْبَيْتِ. لِدَاوُدَ أُمَجِّدُكَ يَا رَبُّ لأَنَّكَ انْتَشَلْتَنِي وَلَمْ تَجْعَلْ أَعْدَائِي يَشْمَتُونَ بِي.١
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto Thee, and Thou didst heal me;
يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي اسْتَغَثْتُ بِكَ فَشَفَيْتَنِي٢
3 O LORD, Thou broughtest up my soul from the nether-world; Thou didst keep me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
يَا رَبُّ، أَنْتَ انْتَشَلْتَ نَفْسِي مِنْ شَفَا الْهَاوِيَةِ. وَأَنْقَذْتَنِي مِنْ بَيْنِ الْمُنْحَدِرِينَ إِلَى عَالَمِ الأَمْوَاتِ. (Sheol h7585)٣
4 Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye His godly ones, and give thanks to His holy name.
يَا أَتْقِيَاءَ الرَّبِّ رَنِّمُوا لَهُ، وَارْفَعُوا الشُّكْرَ لاسْمِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ،٤
5 For His anger is but for a moment, His favour is for a life-time; weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.
فَإِنَّ غَضَبَهُ يَدُومُ لِلَحْظَةٍ، أَمَّا رِضَاهُ فَمَدَى الْحَيَاةِ. يَبْقَى الْبُكَاءُ لِلَيْلَةٍ، أَمَّا فِي الصَّبَاحِ فَيَعُمُّ الابْتِهَاجُ.٥
6 Now I had said in my security: 'I shall never be moved.'
وَأَنَا قُلْتُ فِي أَثْنَاءِ طُمَأْنِينَتِي: لَا أَتَزَعْزَعُ أَبَداً.٦
7 Thou hadst established, O LORD, in Thy favour my mountain as a stronghold — Thou didst hide Thy face; I was affrighted.
أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ قَدْ وَطَّدْتَ بِرِضَاكَ قُوَّتِي كَالْجَبَلِ الرَّاسِخِ، لَكِنْ حِينَ حَجَبْتَ وَجْهَكَ عَنِّي ارْتَعَبْتُ.٧
8 Unto Thee, O LORD, did I call, and unto the LORD I made supplication:
يَا رَبُّ إِلَيْكَ صَرَخْتُ، وَإِلَيْكَ يَا سَيِّدِي تَضَرَّعْتُ.٨
9 'What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise Thee? shall it declare Thy truth?
مَاذَا يُجْدِيكَ مَوْتِي وَنُزُولِي إِلَى الْقَبْرِ؟ أَيَسْتَطِيعُ تُرَابِي أَنْ يَحْمَدَكَ أَوْ يُحَدِّثَ بِأَمَانَتِكَ؟٩
10 Hear, O LORD, and be gracious unto me; LORD, be Thou my helper.'
اسْمَعْنِي يَا رَبُّ، وَارْحَمْنِي. كُنْ مُعِيناً لِي.١٠
11 Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
حَوَّلْتَ نَوْحِي إِلَى رَقْصٍ. خَلَعْتَ عَنِّي مِسْحَ الْحِدَادِ وَكَسَوْتَنِي رِدَاءَ الْفَرَحِ.١١
12 So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent; O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.
لِتَتَرَنَّمْ لَكَ نَفْسِي وَلَا تَسْكُتْ، يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي إِلَى الأَبَدِ أَحْمَدُكَ.١٢

< Psalms 30 >