תהילים 65
| לַמְנַצֵּחַ מִזְמוֹר לְדָוִד שִֽׁיר׃ לְךָ דֻֽמִיָּה תְהִלָּה אֱלֹהִים בְּצִיּוֹן וּלְךָ יְשֻׁלַּם־נֶֽדֶר׃ | 1 |
To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. A Song. It is right for you, O God, to have praise in Zion: to you let the offering be made.
| שֹׁמֵעַ תְּפִלָּה עָדֶיךָ כָּל־בָּשָׂר יָבֹֽאוּ׃ | 2 |
To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
| דִּבְרֵי עֲוֺנֹת גָּבְרוּ מֶנִּי פְּשָׁעֵינוּ אַתָּה תְכַפְּרֵֽם׃ | 3 |
Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
| אַשְׁרֵי ׀ תִּֽבְחַר וּתְקָרֵב יִשְׁכֹּן חֲצֵרֶיךָ נִשְׂבְּעָה בְּטוּב בֵּיתֶךָ קְדֹשׁ הֵיכָלֶֽךָ׃ | 4 |
Happy is the man of your selection, to whom you give a resting-place in your house; we will be full of the good things out of your holy place.
| נוֹרָאוֹת ׀ בְּצֶדֶק תַּעֲנֵנוּ אֱלֹהֵי יִשְׁעֵנוּ מִבְטָח כָּל־קַצְוֵי־אֶרֶץ וְיָם רְחֹקִֽים׃ | 5 |
You will give us an answer in righteousness by great acts of power, O God of our salvation; you who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the far-off lands of the sea;
| מֵכִין הָרִים בְּכֹחוֹ נֶאְזָר בִּגְבוּרָֽה׃ | 6 |
The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
| מַשְׁבִּיחַ ׀ שְׁאוֹן יַמִּים שְׁאוֹן גַּלֵּיהֶם וַהֲמוֹן לְאֻמִּֽים׃ | 7 |
Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
| וַיִּירְאוּ ׀ יֹשְׁבֵי קְצָוֺת מֵאוֹתֹתֶיךָ מוֹצָֽאֵי־בֹקֶר וָעֶרֶב תַּרְנִֽין׃ | 8 |
Those in the farthest parts of the earth have fear when they see your signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening are glad because of you.
| פָּקֽ͏ַדְתָּ הָאָרֶץ ׀ וַתְּשֹׁקְקֶהָ רַבַּת תַּעְשְׁרֶנָּה פֶּלֶג אֱלֹהִים מָלֵא מָיִם תָּכִין דְּגָנָם כִּי־כֵן תְּכִינֶֽהָ׃ | 9 |
You have given your blessing to the earth, watering it and making it fertile; the river of God is full of water: and having made it ready, you give men grain.
| תְּלָמֶיהָ רַוֵּה נַחֵת גְּדוּדֶיהָ בִּרְבִיבִים תְּמֹגְגֶנָּה צִמְחָהּ תְּבָרֵֽךְ׃ | 10 |
You make the ploughed lands full of water; you make smooth the slopes: you make the earth soft with showers, sending your blessing on its growth.
| עִטַּרְתָּ שְׁנַת טוֹבָתֶךָ וּמַעְגָּלֶיךָ יִרְעֲפוּן דָּֽשֶׁן׃ | 11 |
The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
| יִרְעֲפוּ נְאוֹת מִדְבָּר וְגִיל גְּבָעוֹת תַּחְגֹּֽרְנָה׃ | 12 |
Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
| לָבְשׁוּ כָרִים ׀ הַצֹּאן וַעֲמָקִים יַֽעַטְפוּ־בָר יִתְרוֹעֲעוּ אַף־יָשִֽׁירוּ׃ | 13 |
The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
