Psalms 71
1 In you, LORD, I take refuge. Never let me be disappointed.
| يَا رَبُّ بِكَ احْتَمَيْتُ فَلَا تَدَعْنِي أَخْزَى إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ١ |
2 Deliver me in your righteousness, and rescue me. Turn your ear to me, and save me.
| أَنْقِذْنِي وَفْقاً لِعَدْلِكَ وَنَجِّنِي. أَرْهِفْ إِلَيَّ أُذُنَكَ وَخَلِّصْنِي. | ٢ |
3 Be to me a rock of refuge to which I may always go. Give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress.
| كُنْ لِي صَخْرَةَ مَلْجَأٍ أَلُوذُ بِها دَائِماً. أَنْتَ أَمَرْتَ بِخَلاصِي لأَنَّكَ صَخْرَتِي وَحِصْنِي. | ٣ |
4 Rescue me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
| يَا إِلَهِي أَنْقِذْنِي مِنْ يَدِ الشِّرِّيرِ، مِنْ قَبْضَةِ الأَثِيمِ وَالظَّالِمِ. | ٤ |
5 For you are my hope, LORD; my confidence from my youth.
| فَإِنَّكَ أَنْتَ رَجَائِي أَيُّهَا السَّيِّدُ، وَمَوْضِعُ ثِقَتِي مُنْذُ صِبَايَ. | ٥ |
6 I have relied on you from the womb. From my mother's womb you are my strength. I will always praise you.
| عَلَيْكَ اعْتَمَدْتُ مُنْذُ وِلادَتِي، وَمِنْ بَطْنِ أُمِّي أَخْرَجْتَنِي، فَإِيَّاكَ أُسَبِّحُ فِي كُلِّ حِينٍ. | ٦ |
7 I am a marvel to many, but you are my strong refuge.
| صِرْتُ مَثَارَ اسْتِهْجَانٍ عِنْدَ كَثِيرِينَ، لَكِنَّكَ أَنْتَ مَلْجَإِي الْقَوِيُّ. | ٧ |
8 My mouth shall be filled with your praise, with your honor all the day.
| لِيَمْتَلِئْ فَمِي مِنْ تَسْبِيحِكَ وَمِنْ تَمْجِيدِكَ طُولَ النَّهَارِ. | ٨ |
9 Do not reject me in my old age. Do not forsake me when my strength fails.
| لَا تَنْبِذْنِي فِي شَيْخُوخَتِي، وَلَا تَخْذِلْنِي عِنْدَ اضْمِحْلالِ قُوَّتِي. | ٩ |
10 For my enemies talk about me. Those who watch for my soul conspire together,
| لأَنَّ أَعْدَائِي يَتَكَلَّمُونَ عَلَيَّ وَالْمُتَرَبِّصِينَ بِي يَتَآمَرُونَ مَعاً. | ١٠ |
11 saying, "God has forsaken him. Pursue and take him, for no one will rescue him."
| قَائِلِينَ: «قَدْ تَرَكَهُ اللهُ، فَطَارِدُوهُ وَاقْبِضُوا عَلَيْهِ لأَنَّهُ لَا مُنْقِذَ لَهُ». | ١١ |
12 God, do not be far from me. My God, hurry to help me.
| لَا تَبْتَعِدْ عَنِّي يَا اللهُ. أَسْرِعْ إِلَى مَعُونَتِي يَا إِلَهِي. | ١٢ |
13 Let my accusers be put to shame and consumed. Let them be covered with disgrace and scorn who want to harm me.
| لِيَخْزَ وَيَبِدْ خُصُومُ نَفْسِي. لِيَكْتَسِ الْعَارَ وَالْهَوَانَ الْمُلْتَمِسُونَ أَذِيَّتِي. | ١٣ |
14 But I will always hope, and will add to all of your praise.
| أَمَّا أَنَا فَإِيَّاكَ أَرْجُو دَائِماً، وَأُكْثِرُ مِنْ تَسْبِيحِكَ. | ١٤ |
15 My mouth will tell about your righteousness, and of your salvation all day, though I do not know its full measure.
| أُخْبِرُ بِبِرِّكَ وَخَلاصِكَ طُولَ النَّهَارِ، وَإِنْ كَانَا يَفُوقَانِ إِدْرَاكِي. | ١٥ |
16 I will come with the mighty acts of the Lord GOD. I will make mention of your righteousness, even of yours alone.
| أَجِيءُ (مُؤَيَّداً) بِقُوَّةِ السَّيِّدِ الرَّبِّ، لأَذْكُرَ بِرَّكَ وَحْدَكَ. | ١٦ |
17 God, you have taught me from my youth. Until now, I have declared your wondrous works.
| قَدْ عَلَّمْتَنِي يَا اللهُ مُنْذُ صِبَايَ، فَلَمْ أَكُفَّ لَحْظَةً عَنْ إِعْلانِ عَجَائِبِكَ. | ١٧ |
18 Yes, even when I am old and gray-haired, God, do not forsake me, until I have declared your strength to the next generation, your might to everyone who is to come.
| لَا تَتْرُكْنِي فِي الشَّيْخُوخَةِ وَالشَّيْبِ يَا اللهُ، حَتَّى أُخْبِرَ هَذَا الْجِيلَ بِأَعْمَالِ قُدْرَتِكَ، وَبِقُوَّتِكَ (الْجِيلَ) الآتِي. | ١٨ |
19 Your righteousness also, God, reaches to the heavens; you have done great things. God, who is like you?
| بِرُّكَ مُتَعَالٍ يَا اللهُ، وَأَعْمَالُكَ الَّتِي صَنَعْتَ عَظِيمَةٌ، فَمَنْ مِثْلُكَ يَا اللهُ! | ١٩ |
20 You, who have shown us many and bitter troubles, you will let me live. You will bring us up again from the depths of the earth.
| أَنْتَ الَّذِي اجْتَزْتَ بِنَا ضِيقَاتٍ كَثِيرَةً وَقَاسِيَةً، وَلَكِنَّكَ تَعُودُ فَتُحْيِينَا، وَتُصْعِدُنَا مِنْ جَدِيدٍ مِنْ أَعْمَاقِ الأَرْضِ. | ٢٠ |
21 Increase my honor, and comfort me again.
| تَزِيدُنِي شَرَفاً وَتُطَوِّقُنِي بِتَعْزِيَتِكَ. | ٢١ |
22 I will also praise you with the harp for your faithfulness, my God. I sing praises to you with the lyre, Holy One of Israel.
| سَأَحْمَدُكَ وَأُشِيدُ بِحَقِّكَ عَلَى الرَّبَابِ يَا إِلَهِي. أَشْدُو لَكَ عَلَى الْعُودِ يَا قُدُّوسَ إِسْرَائِيلَ. | ٢٢ |
23 My lips shall shout for joy. My soul, which you have redeemed, sings praises to you.
| تَبْتَهِجُ شَفَتَايَ عِنْدَمَا أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ، وَكَذَلِكَ نَفْسِي الَّتِي فَدَيْتَهَا. | ٢٣ |
24 My tongue will also talk about your righteousness all day long, for they are disappointed, and they are confounded, who want to harm me.
| وَيَلْهَجُ لِسَانِي بِبِرِّكَ الْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ، لأَنَّ السَّاعِينَ إِلَى أَذِيَّتِي يَحِلُّ حَتْماً بِهِمِ الْخِزْيُ وَالْعَارُ. | ٢٤ |
