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١ 1 تَرْنِيمَةُ ٱلْمَصَاعِدِ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ فِي ضِيْقِي صَرَخْتُ فَٱسْتَجَابَ لِي.

A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.

٢ 2 يَارَبُّ، نَجِّ نَفْسِي مِنْ شِفَاهِ ٱلْكَذِبِ، مِنْ لِسَانِ غِشٍّ.

Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.

٣ 3 مَاذَا يُعْطِيكَ وَمَاذَا يَزِيدُ لَكَ لِسَانُ ٱلْغِشِّ؟

What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

٤ 4 سِهَامَ جَبَّارٍ مَسْنُونَةً مَعَ جَمْرِ ٱلرَّتَمِ.

It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.

٥ 5 وَيْلِي لِغُرْبَتِي فِي مَاشِكَ، لِسَكَنِي فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ!

Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.

٦ 6 طَالَ عَلَى نَفْسِي سَكَنُهَا مَعَ مُبْغِضِ ٱلسَّلَامِ.

My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

٧ 7 أَنَا سَلَامٌ، وَحِينَمَا أَتَكَلَّمُ فَهُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ.

I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.