< Psalms 48 >

1 A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.
تَسْبِيحَةٌ. مَزْمُورٌ لِبَنِي قُورَحَ عَظِيمٌ هُوَ ٱلرَّبُّ وَحَمِيدٌ جِدًّا فِي مَدِينَةِ إِلَهِنَا، جَبَلِ قُدْسِهِ.١
2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
جَمِيلُ ٱلِٱرْتِفَاعِ، فَرَحُ كُلِّ ٱلْأَرْضِ، جَبَلُ صِهْيَوْنَ. فَرَحُ أَقَاصِي ٱلشِّمَالِ، مَدِينَةُ ٱلْمَلِكِ ٱلْعَظِيمِ.٢
3 God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
ٱللهُ فِي قُصُورِهَا يُعْرَفُ مَلْجَأً.٣
4 For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
لِأَنَّهُ هُوَذَا ٱلْمُلُوكُ ٱجْتَمَعُوا. مَضَوْا جَمِيعًا.٤
5 They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
لَمَّا رَأَوْا بُهِتُوا، ٱرْتَاعُوا، فَرُّوا.٥
6 Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
أَخَذَتْهُمُ ٱلرِّعْدَةُ هُنَاكَ، وَٱلْمَخَاضُ كَوَالِدَةٍ.٦
7 With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
بِرِيحٍ شَرْقِيَّةٍ تَكْسِرُ سُفُنَ تَرْشِيشَ.٧
8 Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)
كَمَا سَمِعْنَا هَكَذَا رَأَيْنَا فِي مَدِينَةِ رَبِّ ٱلْجُنُودِ، فِي مَدِينَةِ إِلَهِنَا. ٱللهُ يُثَبِّتُهَا إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ. سِلَاهْ.٨
9 We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
ذَكَرْنَا يَا ٱللهُ رَحْمَتَكَ فِي وَسَطِ هَيْكَلِكَ.٩
10 According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
نَظِيرُ ٱسْمِكَ يَا ٱللهُ تَسْبِيحُكَ إِلَى أَقَاصِي ٱلْأَرْضِ. يَمِينُكَ مَلآنَةٌ بِرًّا.١٠
11 Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
يَفْرَحُ جَبَلُ صِهْيَوْنَ، تَبْتَهِجُ بَنَاتُ يَهُوذَا مِنْ أَجْلِ أَحْكَامِكَ.١١
12 Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
طُوفُوا بِصِهْيَوْنَ، وَدُورُوا حَوْلَهَا. عُدُّوا أَبْرَاجَهَا.١٢
13 Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
ضَعُوا قُلُوبَكُمْ عَلَى مَتَارِسِهَا. تَأَمَّلُوا قُصُورَهَا لِكَيْ تُحَدِّثُوا بِهَا جِيلًا آخَرَ.١٣
14 For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.
لِأَنَّ ٱللهَ هَذَا هُوَ إِلَهُنَا إِلَى ٱلدَّهْرِ وَٱلْأَبَدِ. هُوَ يَهْدِينَا حَتَّى إِلَى ٱلْمَوْتِ.١٤

< Psalms 48 >