Psalms 45
1 [For the Chief Musician. Set to "The Lilies." A contemplation by the sons of Korah. A wedding song.] My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer.
| لِقَائِدِ الْمُنْشِدِينَ: عَلَى السُّوسَنِّ. مَزْمُورٌ تَعْلِيمِيٌّ لِبَنِي قُورَحَ. تَرْنِيمَةُ مَحَبَّةٍ فَاضَ قَلْبِي بِكَلامٍ صَالِحٍ: إِنِّي أُخَاطِبُ الْمَلِكَ بِمَا قَدْ أَنْشَأْتُهُ، وَلِسَانِي فَصِيحٌ كَقَلَمِ الْكَاتِبِ الْمَاهِرِ. | ١ |
2 You are the most handsome of the sons of men. Grace has anointed your lips, therefore God has blessed you forever.
| أَنْتَ أَبْرَعُ جَمَالاً مِنْ كُلِّ بَنِي الْبَشَرِ. انْسَكَبَتِ النِّعْمَةُ عَلَى شَفَتَيْكَ، لِذَلِكَ بَارَكَكَ اللهُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ٢ |
3 Gird your sword on your thigh, mighty one: your splendor and your majesty.
| فِي جَلالِكَ وَبَهَائِكَ تَقَلَّدْ سَيْفَكَ عَلَى فَخْذِكَ أَيُّهَا الْمُقْتَدِرُ، | ٣ |
4 In your majesty ride on victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness. Let your right hand display awesome deeds.
| وَبِجَلالِكَ ارْكَبْ ظَافِراً لأَجْلِ الْحَقِّ وَالْوَدَاعَةِ وَالْبِرِّ، فَتَقْتَحِمَ يَمِينُكَ الأَهْوَالَ. | ٤ |
5 Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king's enemies.
| سِهَامُكَ مَسْنُونَةٌ تَخْتَرِقُ أَعْمَاقَ قُلُوبِ أَعْدَاءِ الْمَلِكِ، وَتَسْقُطُ الشُّعُوبُ صَرْعَى تَحْتَ قَدَمَيْكَ. | ٥ |
6 Your throne, God, is forever and ever. A scepter of equity is the scepter of your kingdom.
| عَرْشُكَ يَا اللهُ إِلَى دَهْرِ الدُّهُورِ، وَصَوْلَجَانُ مُلْكِكَ عَادِلٌ وَمُسْتَقِيمٌ. | ٦ |
7 You have loved righteousness, and hated wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your companions.
| أَحْبَبْتَ الْبِرَّ وَأَبْغَضْتَ الإِثْمَ. مِنْ أَجْلِ ذَلِكَ مَسَحَكَ اللهُ (مَلِكاً) بِدُهْنِ الابْتِهَاجِ أَكْثَرَ مِنْ رُفَقَائِكَ (الْمُلُوكِ). | ٧ |
8 All your garments smell like myrrh and aloes and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.
| ثِيَابُكَ كُلُّهَا مُعَطَّرَةٌ بِالْمُرِّ وَدُهْنِ اللُّبَانِ. مِنْ قُصُورِ الْعَاجِ صَدَحَتْ مُوسِيقَى الآلاتِ الْوَتَرِيَّةِ فَأَطْرَبَتْكَ. | ٨ |
9 Kings' daughters are among your honorable women. At your right hand the queen stands in gold of Ophir.
| أَمِيرَاتٌ بَيْنَ حَظِيَّاتِكَ. جَلَسَتِ الْمَلِكَةُ عَنْ يَمِينِكَ مُزَيَّنَةً بِذَهَبِ أُوفِيرَ. | ٩ |
10 Listen, daughter, consider, and turn your ear. Forget your own people, and also your father's house.
| اسْمَعِي يَا بِنْتُ وَانْظُرِي، وَأَرْهِفِي إِلَيَّ أُذُنَكِ، وَانْسَيْ شَعْبَكِ وَبَيْتَ أَبِيكِ | ١٠ |
11 So the king will desire your beauty, honor him, for he is your lord.
| فَيَشْتَهِيَ الْمَلِكُ جَمَالَكِ، لأَنَّهُ هُوَ سَيِّدُكِ فَاسْجُدِي لَهُ. | ١١ |
12 The daughter of Tyre comes with a gift. The rich among the people will seek your favor.
| بِنْتُ صُورٍ أَغْنَى الشُّعُوبِ تَسْتَرْضِيكِ بِهَدِيَّةٍ. | ١٢ |
13 The princess inside is all glorious. Her clothing is interwoven with gold.
| كُلُّهَا مَجْدٌ ابْنَةُ الْمَلِكِ فِي قَصْرِهَا. ثِيَابُهَا مَنْسُوجَةٌ بِذَهَبٍ. | ١٣ |
14 She shall be led to the king in embroidered work. The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to you.
| تُزَفُّ إِلَى الْمَلِكِ بِحُلَلٍ مُطَرَّزَةٍ، وَوَصِيفَاتُهَا العَذَارَى يَتْبَعْنَهَا قَادِمَاتٍ إِلَيْكَ فِي مَوْكِبٍ حَافِلٍ. | ١٤ |
15 With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king's palace.
| يُحْضَرْنَ بِفَرَحٍ وَابْتِهَاجٍ. يَدْخُلْنَ إِلَى قَصْرِ الْمَلِكِ. | ١٥ |
16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers. You shall make them princes in all the earth.
| يُصْبِحُ أَبْنَاؤُكَ يَوْماً مُلُوكاً كَآبَائِهِمْ فَيَتَرَبَّعُونَ عَلَى عُرُوشٍ فِي كُلِّ الأَرْضِ. | ١٦ |
17 I will make your name to be remembered in all generations. Therefore the peoples shall give you thanks forever and ever.
| أُخَلِّدُ ذِكْرَى اسْمِكَ فِي كُلِّ الأَجْيَالِ، وَتَحْمَدُكَ الشُّعُوبُ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ وَالأَبَدِ. | ١٧ |
