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لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِدَاوُدَ عَلَى ٱلرَّبِّ تَوَكَّلْتُ. كَيْفَ تَقُولُونَ لِنَفْسِي: «ٱهْرُبُوا إِلَى جِبَالِكُمْ كَعُصْفُورٍ؟ ١ 1
To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
لِأَنَّهُ هُوَذَا ٱلْأَشْرَارُ يَمُدُّونَ ٱلْقَوْسَ. فَوَّقُوا ٱلسَّهْمَ فِي ٱلْوَتَرِ لِيَرْمُوا فِي ٱلدُّجَى مُسْتَقِيمِي ٱلْقُلُوبِ. ٢ 2
For, lo, the wicked bend [their] bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
إِذَا ٱنْقَلَبَتِ ٱلْأَعْمِدَةُ، فَٱلصِّدِّيقُ مَاذَا يَفْعَلُ؟» ٣ 3
If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
اَلرَّبُّ فِي هَيْكَلِ قُدْسِهِ. ٱلرَّبُّ فِي ٱلسَّمَاءِ كُرْسِيُّهُ. عَيْنَاهُ تَنْظُرَانِ. أَجْفَانُهُ تَمْتَحِنُ بَنِي آدَمَ. ٤ 4
The LORD [is] in his holy temple, the LORD’s throne [is] in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
ٱلرَّبُّ يَمْتَحِنُ ٱلْصِّدِّيقَ، أَمَّا ٱلشِّرِّيرُ وَمُحِبُّ ٱلظُّلْمِ فَتُبْغِضُهُ نَفْسُهُ. ٥ 5
The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
يُمْطِرُ عَلَى ٱلْأَشْرَارِ فِخَاخًا، نَارًا وَكِبْرِيتًا، وَرِيحَ ٱلسَّمُومِ نَصِيبَ كَأْسِهِمْ. ٦ 6
Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: [this shall be] the portion of their cup.
لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ عَادِلٌ وَيُحِبُّ ٱلْعَدْلَ. ٱلْمُسْتَقِيمُ يُبْصِرُ وَجْهَهُ. ٧ 7
For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

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