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قَصِيدَةٌ لِدَاوُدَ لَمَّا كَانَ فِي ٱلْمَغَارَةِ. صَلَاةٌ بِصَوْتِي إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ أَصْرُخُ. بِصَوْتِي إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ أَتَضَرَّعُ. ١ 1
An Instructive Psalm of David. When he was in the Cave. A Prayer. With my voice—to Yahweh, make I outcry, With my voice—to Yahweh, make I supplication:
أَسْكُبُ أَمَامَهُ شَكْوَايَ. بِضِيقِيْ قُدَّامَهُ أُخْبِرُ. ٢ 2
I pour out before him my complaint, My distress—before him, I tell.
عِنْدَ مَا أَعْيَتْ رُوحِي فِيَّ، وَأَنْتَ عَرَفْتَ مَسْلَكِي. فِي ٱلطَّرِيقِ ٱلَّتِي أَسْلُكُ أَخْفَوْا لِي فَخًّا. ٣ 3
When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, —In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.
ٱنْظُرْ إِلَى ٱلْيَمِينِ وَأَبْصِرْ، فَلَيْسَ لِي عَارِفٌ. بَادَ عَنِّي ٱلْمَنَاصُ. لَيْسَ مَنْ يَسْأَلُ عَنْ نَفْسِي. ٤ 4
Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, —Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.
صَرَخْتُ إِلَيْكَ يَارَبُّ. قُلْتُ: «أَنْتَ مَلْجَإِي، نَصِيبِي فِي أَرْضِ ٱلْأَحْيَاءِ». ٥ 5
I have made outcry unto thee, O Yahweh, —I have said, Thou, art my refuge, my portion, in the land of the living.
أَصْغِ إِلَى صُرَاخِي، لِأَنِّي قَدْ تَذَلَّلْتُ جِدًّا. نَجِّنِي مِنْ مُضْطَهِدِيَّ، لِأَنَّهُمْ أَشَدُّ مِنِّي. ٦ 6
Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, —Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.
أَخْرِجْ مِنَ ٱلْحَبْسِ نَفْسِي، لِتَحْمِيدِ ٱسْمِكَ. ٱلصِّدِّيقُونَ يَكْتَنِفُونَنِي، لِأَنَّكَ تُحْسِنُ إِلَيَّ. ٧ 7
O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, —About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

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