< Psalms 142 >

1 Maschil of David; a prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD I made my supplication.
قَصِيدَةٌ لِدَاوُدَ عِنْدَمَا كَانَ مُخْتَبِئاً فِي الْمَغَارَةِ. صَلاةٌ بِصَوْتِي إِلَى الرَّبِ أَصْرُخُ. بِصَوْتِي إِلَى الرَّبِّ أَتَضَرَّعُ.١
2 I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.
أَبُثُّهُ شَكْوَايَ وَأُحَدِّثُهُ بِضِيقِي.٢
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way in which I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.
عِنْدَمَا غُشِيَ عَلَى رُوحِي فِي دَاخِلِي كُنْتَ أَنْتَ عَالِماً بِمَسْلَكِي. فِي الطَّرِيقِ الَّتِي سَلَكْتُهَا نَصَبُوا لِي فَخّاً.٣
4 I looked on [my] right hand, and beheld, but [there was] no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
الْتَفِتْ نَحْوَ يَمِينِي فَلَا تَجِدَ مَنْ يَحْفَلُ بِي، لَمْ يَبْقَ لِي مَلاذٌ أَوْ مَنْ يَسْأَلُ عَنِّي.٤
5 I cried to thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my refuge [and] my portion in the land of the living.
إِيَّاكَ دَعَوْتُ يَا رَبُّ قَائِلاً: «أَنْتَ مَلْجَإِي، أَنْتَ نَصِيبِي فِي أَرْضِ الأَحْيَاءِ».٥
6 Attend to my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.
أَصْغِ إِلَى صُرَاخِي لأَنَّنِي قَدْ تَذَلَّلْتُ جِدّاً. أَنْقِذْنِي مِنْ مُضْطَهِدِيَّ لأَنَّهُمْ أَشَدُّ مِنِّي.٦
7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall encompass me; for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
أَفْرِجْ كُرْبَةَ نَفْسِي لأُسَبِّحَ بِاسْمِكَ، فَيَلْتَفَّ الصِّدِّيقُونَ حَوْلِي ثَوَاباً لِي مِنْكَ.٧

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