< ١ كورنثوس 13 >
إِنْ كُنْتُ أَتَكَلَّمُ بِأَلْسِنَةِ ٱلنَّاسِ وَٱلْمَلَائِكَةِ وَلَكِنْ لَيْسَ لِي مَحَبَّةٌ، فَقَدْ صِرْتُ نُحَاسًا يَطِنُّ أَوْ صَنْجًا يَرِنُّ. | ١ 1 |
If I were to have eloquence in human languages—even the language of angels—but have no love, then I would only be an echoing gong or a clashing cymbal.
وَإِنْ كَانَتْ لِي نُبُوَّةٌ، وَأَعْلَمُ جَمِيعَ ٱلْأَسْرَارِ وَكُلَّ عِلْمٍ، وَإِنْ كَانَ لِي كُلُّ ٱلْإِيمَانِ حَتَّى أَنْقُلَ ٱلْجِبَالَ، وَلَكِنْ لَيْسَ لِي مَحَبَّةٌ، فَلَسْتُ شَيْئًا. | ٢ 2 |
If I were to speak prophecies, to know every secret mystery and be completely knowledgeable, and if I were able to have so much faith I could move mountains, but have no love, then I am nothing.
وَإِنْ أَطْعَمْتُ كُلَّ أَمْوَالِي، وَإِنْ سَلَّمْتُ جَسَدِي حَتَّى أَحْتَرِقَ، وَلَكِنْ لَيْسَ لِي مَحَبَّةٌ، فَلَا أَنْتَفِعُ شَيْئًا. | ٣ 3 |
If I were to donate everything I own to the poor, or if I were to sacrifice myself to be burned as a martyr, and have no love, then I gain nothing.
ٱلْمَحَبَّةُ تَتَأَنَّى وَتَرْفُقُ. ٱلْمَحَبَّةُ لَا تَحْسِدُ. ٱلْمَحَبَّةُ لَا تَتَفَاخَرُ، وَلَا تَنْتَفِخُ، | ٤ 4 |
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous. Love is not boastful. Love is not proud.
وَلَا تُقَبِّحُ، وَلَا تَطْلُبُ مَا لِنَفْسِهَا، وَلَا تَحْتَدُّ، وَلَا تَظُنُّ ٱلسُّؤَ، | ٥ 5 |
Love does not act improperly, or insist on having its own way. Love is not argumentative and doesn't keep a record of wrongs.
وَلَا تَفْرَحُ بِٱلْإِثْمِ بَلْ تَفْرَحُ بِٱلْحَقِّ، | ٦ 6 |
Love takes no delight in evil but celebrates the truth.
وَتَحْتَمِلُ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ، وَتُصَدِّقُ كُلَّ شَيْءٍ، وَتَرْجُو كُلَّ شَيْءٍ، وَتَصْبِرُ عَلَى كُلِّ شَيْءٍ. | ٧ 7 |
Love never gives up, keeps on trusting, stays confident, and remains patient whatever happens.
اَلْمَحَبَّةُ لَا تَسْقُطُ أَبَدًا. وَأَمَّا ٱلنُّبُوَّاتُ فَسَتُبْطَلُ، وَٱلْأَلْسِنَةُ فَسَتَنْتَهِي، وَٱلْعِلْمُ فَسَيُبْطَلُ. | ٨ 8 |
Love never fails. Prophecies will come to an end. Tongues will become silent. Knowledge will become useless.
لِأَنَّنَا نَعْلَمُ بَعْضَ ٱلْعِلْمِ وَنَتَنَبَّأُ بَعْضَ ٱلتَّنَبُّؤِ. | ٩ 9 |
For our knowledge and our prophetic understanding are incomplete.
وَلَكِنْ مَتَى جَاءَ ٱلْكَامِلُ فَحِينَئِذٍ يُبْطَلُ مَا هُوَ بَعْضٌ. | ١٠ 10 |
But when completeness comes, then what is incomplete disappears.
لَمَّا كُنْتُ طِفْلًا كَطِفْلٍ كُنْتُ أَتَكَلَّمُ، وَكَطِفْلٍ كُنْتُ أَفْطَنُ، وَكَطِفْلٍ كُنْتُ أَفْتَكِرُ. وَلَكِنْ لَمَّا صِرْتُ رَجُلًا أَبْطَلْتُ مَا لِلطِّفْلِ. | ١١ 11 |
When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I grew up I left behind such child-like ways.
فَإِنَّنَا نَنْظُرُ ٱلْآنَ فِي مِرْآةٍ، فِي لُغْزٍ، لَكِنْ حِينَئِذٍ وَجْهًا لِوَجْهٍ. ٱلْآنَ أَعْرِفُ بَعْضَ ٱلْمَعْرِفَةِ، لَكِنْ حِينَئِذٍ سَأَعْرِفُ كَمَا عُرِفْتُ. | ١٢ 12 |
At the moment we peer into a mirror's dim reflection, but then we shall see face to face. For now I only have partial knowledge, but then I shall know completely, just as I am completely known.
أَمَّا ٱلْآنَ فَيَثْبُتُ: ٱلْإِيمَانُ وَٱلرَّجَاءُ وَٱلْمَحَبَّةُ، هَذِهِ ٱلثَّلَاثَةُ وَلَكِنَّ أَعْظَمَهُنَّ ٱلْمَحَبَّةُ. | ١٣ 13 |
Trust, hope, and love last forever—but the most important is love.