Psalms 40
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” I had waited patiently for the Lord, when he inclined himself unto me, and heard my cry.
| لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ، مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ انْتَظَرْتُ الرَّبَّ صَابِراً، فَالْتَفَتَ إِلَيَّ وَسَمِعَ صُرَاخَ اسْتِغَاثَتِي، | ١ |
2 And he brought me up out of the noiseful deep, out of the miry clay, and he set up my feet upon a rock, making firm my steps.
| وَانْتَشَلَنِي مِنْ هُوَّةِ الْهَلاكِ، مِنْ طِينِ الْمُسْتَنْقَعِ. وَأَوْقَفَ قَدَمَيَّ عَلَى أَرْضٍ صَخْرِيَّةٍ، فَصِرْتُ أَمْشِي بِخُطُوَاتٍ ثَابِتَةٍ. | ٢ |
3 And he placed in my mouth a new song, a praise unto our God: many will see it, and fear; and they will trust in the Lord.
| وَضَعَ فِي فَمِي تَرْنِيمَةً جَدِيدَةً، قَصِيدَةَ تَسْبِيحٍ لإِلَهِنَا. يَرَى ذَلِكَ كَثِيرُونَ فَيَخَافُونَ الرَّبَّ. | ٣ |
4 Happy is the man that maketh the Lord his trust, and turneth not unto the proud, nor such as stray aside unto lies.
| طُوبَى لِرَجُلٍ وَضَعَ فِي الرَّبِّ ثِقَتَهُ، وَلَمْ يَلْتَفِتْ إِلَى الْمُتَكَبِّرِينَ وَالْمُنْحَرِفِينَ إِلَى الْكَذِبِ. | ٤ |
5 Many things hast thou done, O Lord my God; thy wonderful deeds and thy thoughts toward us—there is none to be compared unto thee—will I tell and speak of, [though] they are too numerous to be counted.
| أَيُّهَا الرَّبُّ إِلَهِي، مَا أَكْثَرَ أَعْمَالَكَ الْعَجِيبَةَ! إِنْ تَحَدَّثْتُ عَنْ خُطَطِكَ الرَّائِعَةِ لَنَا فَلَنْ أَقْدِرَ أَنْ أُحْصِيَهَا. زَادَتْ عَنْ أَنْ تُعَدَّ. | ٥ |
6 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou desirest not—ears hast thou hollowed out unto me—burnt-offering and sin-offering thou demandest not.
| لَمْ تُرِدْ أَوْ تَطْلُبْ ذَبَائِحَ وَمُحْرَقَاتٍ عَنِ الْخَطِيئَةِ، لَكِنَّكَ وَهَبْتَنِي أُذُنَيْنِ مُصْغِيَتَيْنِ مُطِيعَتَيْنِ. | ٦ |
7 Then said I, Lo, I come: in the roll of the book it is written down for me;
| عِنْدَئِذٍ قُلْتُ: «هَا أَنَا أَجِيءُ، كَمَا هُوَ مَكْتُوبٌ عَنِّي فِي دَرْجِ الْكِتَابِ: | ٧ |
8 To fulfill thy will, O my God, do I desire; and thy law is within my heart.
| إِنَّ مَسَرَّتِي أَنْ أَعْمَلَ مَشِيئَتَكَ الصَّالِحَةَ يَا إِلَهِي، وَشَرِيعَتُكَ فِي صَمِيمِ قَلْبِي. | ٨ |
9 I announce [thy] righteousness in the great assembly: lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, thou well knowest it.
| أَعْلَنْتُ بِرَّكَ وَسَطَ جَمَاعَةِ شَعْبِكَ الْعَظِيمِ، وَأَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ عَلِمْتَ أَنَّنِي لَمْ أُلْجِمْ شَفَتَيَّ. | ٩ |
10 Thy righteousness have I never hidden within my heart; thy faithfulness and thy salvation have I spoken of openly: I have not concealed thy kindness and thy truth before the great assembly.
| لَمْ أُخْفِ بِرَّكَ دَاخِلَ قَلْبِي، بَلْ أَعْلَنْتُ أَمَانَتَكَ وَخَلاصَكَ. لَمْ أَكْتُمْ رَحْمَتَكَ وَحَقَّكَ عَنْ جَمَاعَةِ شَعْبِكَ الْعَظِيمِ». | ١٠ |
11 Do thou, O Lord, not withhold thy mercies from me: let thy kindness and thy truth continually watch over me.
| فَأَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ لَنْ تَمْنَعَ مَرَاحِمَكَ عَنِّي. تَنْصُرُنِي دَائِماً رَحْمَتُكَ وَحَقُّكَ. | ١١ |
12 For evils without number have compassed me about; my iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see: they are more numerous than the hairs of my head; and my courage hath forsaken me.
| إِنَّ شُرُوراً لَا تُحْصَى قَدْ أَحَاطَتْ بِي، وَآثَامِي قَدْ أَطْبَقَتْ عَلَيَّ فَأَعْمَتْنِي لأَنَّهَا أَكْثَرُ مِنْ شَعْرِ رَأْسِي، وَقَلْبِي قَدْ خَذَلَنِي. | ١٢ |
13 Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me; O Lord, hasten to my help.
| يَا رَبُّ، ارْتَضِ أَنْ تُنَجِّيَنِي. أَسْرِعْ يَا رَبُّ لإِغَاثَتِي. | ١٣ |
14 May those be made ashamed and put to the blush together that seek after my soul to take her away: let them be driven backward and be confounded, that wish for my mishap.
| لِيَخْزَ وَلْيَخْجَلْ مَعاً الَّذِينَ يَسْعَوْنَ إِلَى قَتْلِي. لِيُدْبِرْ وَلْيَخْزَ الْمَسْرُورُونَ بِأَذِيَّتِي. | ١٤ |
15 May they be astonished in consequence of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha!
| لِيَذْهَلْ خِزْياً السَّاخِرُونَ مِنِّي. | ١٥ |
16 [But] may all those that seek thee be glad and rejoice in thee: may they say continually, The Lord be magnified, —those that love thy salvation.
| وَلْيَفْرَحْ وَيَبْتَهِجْ بِكَ جَمِيعُ طَالِبِيكَ، وَلْيَقُلْ كُلَّ حِينٍ مُحبُّو خَلاصِكَ: «يَتَعَظَّمُ الرَّبُّ». | ١٦ |
17 But though I be poor and needy, the Lord will think of me: my help and my deliverer art thou: O my God, delay not.
| أَمَّا أَنَا فَمِسْكِينٌ وَبَائِسٌ. الرَّبُّ يَهْتَمُّ بِي. عَوْنِي وَمُنْقِذِي أَنْتَ. فَلَا تَتَوَانَ يَا إِلَهِي. | ١٧ |
