< Psalms 144 >

1 Blessed be the LORD my strength which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
لِدَاوُدَ مُبَارَكٌ ٱلرَّبُّ صَخْرَتِي، ٱلَّذِي يُعَلِّمُ يَدَيَّ ٱلْقِتَالَ وَأَصَابِعِي ٱلْحَرْبَ.١
2 My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdues my people under me.
رَحْمَتِي وَمَلْجَإِي، صَرْحِي وَمُنْقِذِي، مِجَنِّي وَٱلَّذِي عَلَيْهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ، ٱلْمُخْضِعُ شَعْبِي تَحْتِي.٢
3 LORD, what is man, that you take knowledge of him! or the son of man, that you make account of him!
يَارَبُّ، أَيُّ شَيْءٍ هُوَ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ حَتَّى تَعْرِفَهُ، أَوِ ٱبْنُ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ حَتَّى تَفْتَكِرَ بِهِ؟٣
4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
ٱلْإِنْسَانُ أَشْبَهَ نَفْخَةً. أَيَّامُهُ مِثْلُ ظِلٍّ عَابِرٍ.٤
5 Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
يَارَبُّ، طَأْطِئْ سَمَاوَاتِكَ وَٱنْزِلِ. ٱلْمِسِ ٱلْجِبَالَ فَتُدَخِّنَ.٥
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out your arrows, and destroy them.
أَبْرِقْ بُرُوقًا وَبَدِّدْهُمْ. أَرْسِلْ سِهَامَكَ وَأَزْعِجْهُمْ.٦
7 Send your hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
أَرْسِلْ يَدَكَ مِنَ ٱلْعَلَاءِ. أَنْقِذْنِي وَنَجِّنِي مِنَ ٱلْمِيَاهِ ٱلْكَثِيرَةِ، مِنْ أَيْدِي ٱلْغُرَبَاءِ٧
8 Whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
ٱلَّذِينَ تَكَلَّمَتْ أَفْوَاهُهُمْ بِٱلْبَاطِلِ، وَيَمِينُهُمْ يَمِينُ كَذِبٍ.٨
9 I will sing a new song unto you, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto you.
يَا ٱللهُ، أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ تَرْنِيمَةً جَدِيدَةً. بِرَبَابٍ ذَاتِ عَشَرَةِ أَوْتَارٍ أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ.٩
10 It is he that gives salvation unto kings: who delivers David his servant from the hurtful sword.
ٱلْمُعْطِي خَلَاصًا لِلْمُلُوكِ. ٱلْمُنْقِذُ دَاوُدَ عَبْدَهُ مِنَ ٱلسَّيْفِ ٱلسُّوءِ.١٠
11 Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
أَنْقِذْنِي وَنَجِّنِي مِنْ أَيْدِي ٱلْغُرَبَاءِ، ٱلَّذِينَ تَكَلَّمَتْ أَفْوَاهُهُمْ بِٱلْبَاطِلِ، وَيَمِينُهُمْ يَمِينُ كَذِبٍ.١١
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the embodiment of a palace:
لِكَيْ يَكُونَ بَنُونَا مِثْلَ ٱلْغُرُوسِ ٱلنَّامِيَةِ فِي شَبِيبَتِهَا. بَنَاتُنَا كَأَعْمِدَةِ ٱلزَّوَايَا مَنْحُوتَاتٍ حَسَبَ بِنَاءِ هَيْكَلٍ.١٢
13 That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
أَهْرَاؤُنَا مَلآنَةً تَفِيضُ مِنْ صِنْفٍ فَصِنْفٍ. أَغْنَامُنَا تُنْتِجُ أُلُوفًا وَرِبْوَاتٍ فِي شَوَارِعِنَا.١٣
14 That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
بَقَرُنَا مُحَمَّلَةً. لَا ٱقْتِحَامَ وَلَا هُجُومَ، وَلَا شَكْوَى فِي شَوَارِعِنَا.١٤
15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
طُوبَى لِلشَّعْبِ ٱلَّذِي لَهُ كَهَذَا. طُوبَى لِلشَّعْبِ ٱلَّذِي ٱلرَّبُّ إِلَهُهُ.١٥

< Psalms 144 >