Psalms 92
1 A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
| مَزْمُورٌ تَسْبِيحَةٌ لِيَوْمِ السَّبْتِ مَا أَحْسَنَ تَقْدِيمَ الشُّكْرِ لَكَ يَا رَبُّ وَالتَّرْنِيمَ لاسْمِكَ أَيُّهَا العَلِيُّ! | ١ |
2 To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
| مَا أَحْسَنَ أَنْ يُلْهَجَ بِرَحْمَتِكَ فِي الصَّبَاحِ، وَبِأَمَانَتِكَ فِي اللَّيَالِي، | ٢ |
3 On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
| عَلَى أَنْغَامِ الآلاتِ الْمُوسِيقِيَّةِ الْوَتَرِيَّةِ، وَعَلَى الرَّبَابِ وَأَلْحَانِ الْعُودِ الْعَذْبَةِ! | ٣ |
4 For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
| سَأُشِيدُ بِكُلِّ مَا عَمِلَتْهُ يَدَاكَ لأَنَّكَ يَا رَبُّ فَرَّحْتَنِي بِصَنِيعِكَ. | ٤ |
5 How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
| يَا رَبُّ مَا أَعْظَمَ أَعْمَالَكَ! أَفْكَارُكَ عَمِيقَةٌ جِدّاً، | ٥ |
6 A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
| لَا يَعْرِفُهَا الْغَبِيُّ وَلَا يَفْهَمُهَا الْجَاهِلُ. | ٦ |
7 When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
| إِذَا زَهَا الأَشْرَارُ كَالْعُشْبِ، وَأَزْهَرَ جَمِيعُ فَاعِلِي الإِثْمِ فَإِنَّهُمْ كَالْعُشْبِ يُبَادُونَ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ٧ |
8 And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
| أَمَّا أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ فَمُتَعَالٍ إِلَى الأَبَدِ. | ٨ |
9 For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
| فَيَا رَبُّ، هَا هُمْ أَعْدَاؤُكَ يَهْلِكُونَ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ، إذْ يَتَبَدَّدُ جَمِيعُ فَاعِلِي الإِثْمِ. | ٩ |
10 And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
| أَمَّا أَنَا فَتَرْفَعُ شَأْنِي كَمَا يَرْتَفِعُ قَرْنُ الثَّوْرِ الْوَحْشِيِّ، وَأَنْتَعِشُ كَمَنْ تَدَهَّنَ بِزَيْتٍ جَدِيدٍ | ١٠ |
11 And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
| وَتَنْظُرُ عَيْنَايَ عِقَابَ أَعْدَائِي الْمُتَرَبِّصِينَ لِي، وَتَسْمَعُ أُذُنَايَ بِمَصِيرِ فَاعِلِي الشَّرِّ الثَّائِرِينَ عَلَيَّ. | ١١ |
12 The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
| الصِّدِّيقُ يَزْهُو كَالنَّخْلَةِ وَيَنْمُو كَالأَرْزِ فِي لُبْنَانَ. | ١٢ |
13 Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
| لأَنَّ الْمَغْرُوسِينَ فِي بَيْتِ الرَّبِّ يَزْدَهِرُونَ فِي دِيَارِ بَيْتِ إِلَهِنَا | ١٣ |
14 Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
| يُثْمِرُونَ أَيْضاً فِي الشَّيْخُوخَةِ، وَيَظَلُّونَ مَوْفُورِي الْعَافِيَةِ وَالنُّضْرَةِ | ١٤ |
15 To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
| لِيَشْهَدُوا أَنَّ الرَّبَّ مُسْتَقِيمٌ. إِنَّهُ صَخْرَتِي وَلَيْسَ فِيهِ سُوءٌ. | ١٥ |
