اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 144

١ 1 لِدَاوُدَ مُبَارَكٌ ٱلرَّبُّ صَخْرَتِي، ٱلَّذِي يُعَلِّمُ يَدَيَّ ٱلْقِتَالَ وَأَصَابِعِي ٱلْحَرْبَ.

A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my strength, who teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:

٢ 2 رَحْمَتِي وَمَلْجَإِي، صَرْحِي وَمُنْقِذِي، مِجَنِّي وَٱلَّذِي عَلَيْهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ، ٱلْمُخْضِعُ شَعْبِي تَحْتِي.

My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

٣ 3 يَارَبُّ، أَيُّ شَيْءٍ هُوَ ٱلْإِنْسَانُ حَتَّى تَعْرِفَهُ، أَوِ ٱبْنُ ٱلْإِنْسَانِ حَتَّى تَفْتَكِرَ بِهِ؟

LORD, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him! or the son of man, that thou makest account of him!

٤ 4 ٱلْإِنْسَانُ أَشْبَهَ نَفْخَةً. أَيَّامُهُ مِثْلُ ظِلٍّ عَابِرٍ.

Man is like vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

٥ 5 يَارَبُّ، طَأْطِئْ سَمَاوَاتِكَ وَٱنْزِلِ. ٱلْمِسِ ٱلْجِبَالَ فَتُدَخِّنَ.

Bow thy heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.

٦ 6 أَبْرِقْ بُرُوقًا وَبَدِّدْهُمْ. أَرْسِلْ سِهَامَكَ وَأَزْعِجْهُمْ.

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot thy arrows, and destroy them.

٧ 7 أَرْسِلْ يَدَكَ مِنَ ٱلْعَلَاءِ. أَنْقِذْنِي وَنَجِّنِي مِنَ ٱلْمِيَاهِ ٱلْكَثِيرَةِ، مِنْ أَيْدِي ٱلْغُرَبَاءِ

Send thy hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of foreigners;

٨ 8 ٱلَّذِينَ تَكَلَّمَتْ أَفْوَاهُهُمْ بِٱلْبَاطِلِ، وَيَمِينُهُمْ يَمِينُ كَذِبٍ.

Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.

٩ 9 يَا ٱللهُ، أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ تَرْنِيمَةً جَدِيدَةً. بِرَبَابٍ ذَاتِ عَشَرَةِ أَوْتَارٍ أُرَنِّمُ لَكَ.

I will sing a new song to thee, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises to thee.

١٠ 10 ٱلْمُعْطِي خَلَاصًا لِلْمُلُوكِ. ٱلْمُنْقِذُ دَاوُدَ عَبْدَهُ مِنَ ٱلسَّيْفِ ٱلسُّوءِ.

It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth David his servant from the hurtful sword.

١١ 11 أَنْقِذْنِي وَنَجِّنِي مِنْ أَيْدِي ٱلْغُرَبَاءِ، ٱلَّذِينَ تَكَلَّمَتْ أَفْوَاهُهُمْ بِٱلْبَاطِلِ، وَيَمِينُهُمْ يَمِينُ كَذِبٍ.

Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of foreigners, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:

١٢ 12 لِكَيْ يَكُونَ بَنُونَا مِثْلَ ٱلْغُرُوسِ ٱلنَّامِيَةِ فِي شَبِيبَتِهَا. بَنَاتُنَا كَأَعْمِدَةِ ٱلزَّوَايَا مَنْحُوتَاتٍ حَسَبَ بِنَاءِ هَيْكَلٍ.

That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace:

١٣ 13 أَهْرَاؤُنَا مَلآنَةً تَفِيضُ مِنْ صِنْفٍ فَصِنْفٍ. أَغْنَامُنَا تُنْتِجُ أُلُوفًا وَرِبْوَاتٍ فِي شَوَارِعِنَا.

That our barns may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

١٤ 14 بَقَرُنَا مُحَمَّلَةً. لَا ٱقْتِحَامَ وَلَا هُجُومَ، وَلَا شَكْوَى فِي شَوَارِعِنَا.

That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.

١٥ 15 طُوبَى لِلشَّعْبِ ٱلَّذِي لَهُ كَهَذَا. طُوبَى لِلشَّعْبِ ٱلَّذِي ٱلرَّبُّ إِلَهُهُ.

Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.