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لِمَاذَا ٱرْتَجَّتِ ٱلْأُمَمُ، وَتَفَكَّرَ ٱلشُّعُوبُ فِي ٱلْبَاطِلِ؟ | ١ 1 |
Wherefore have nations assembled in tumult? Or should, peoples, mutter an empty thing?
قَامَ مُلُوكُ ٱلْأَرْضِ، وَتَآمَرَ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءُ مَعًا عَلَى ٱلرَّبِّ وَعَلَى مَسِيحِهِ، قَائِلِينَ: | ٢ 2 |
The kings of earth take their station, and, grave men, have met by appointment together, —against Yahweh, and against his Anointed One [saying]:
«لِنَقْطَعْ قُيُودَهُمَا، وَلْنَطْرَحْ عَنَّا رُبُطَهُمَا». | ٣ 3 |
Let us break asunder their bonds, —and cast from us their cords!
اَلسَّاكِنُ فِي ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ يَضْحَكُ. ٱلرَّبُّ يَسْتَهْزِئُ بِهِمْ. | ٤ 4 |
He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, —My Lord, will mock at them:
حِينَئِذٍ يَتَكَلَّمُ عَلَيْهِمْ بِغَضَبِهِ، وَيَرْجُفُهُمْ بِغَيْظِهِ. | ٥ 5 |
Then, will he speak unto them in his anger, and, in his wrath, confound them:
«أَمَّا أَنَا فَقَدْ مَسَحْتُ مَلِكِي عَلَى صِهْيَوْنَ جَبَلِ قُدْسِي». | ٦ 6 |
Yet, I, have installed my king, —on Zion my holy mountain.
إِنِّي أُخْبِرُ مِنْ جِهَةِ قَضَاءِ ٱلرَّبِّ: قَالَ لِي: «أَنْتَ ٱبْنِي، أَنَا ٱلْيَوْمَ وَلَدْتُكَ. | ٧ 7 |
Let me tell of a decree, —Yahweh, hath said unto me, My son, thou art, I, to-day, have begotten thee:
ٱسْأَلْنِي فَأُعْطِيَكَ ٱلْأُمَمَ مِيرَاثًا لَكَ، وَأَقَاصِيَ ٱلْأَرْضِ مُلْكًا لَكَ. | ٨ 8 |
Ask of me, and let me give nations as thine inheritance, and, as thy possession, the ends of the earth:
تُحَطِّمُهُمْ بِقَضِيبٍ مِنْ حَدِيدٍ. مِثْلَ إِنَاءِ خَزَّافٍ تُكَسِّرُهُمْ». | ٩ 9 |
Thou shalt shepherd them with a sceptre of iron, —as a potter’s vessel, shalt thou dash them in pieces.
فَٱلْآنَ يَا أَيُّهَا ٱلْمُلُوكُ تَعَقَّلُوا. تَأَدَّبُوا يَا قُضَاةَ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ١٠ 10 |
Now, therefore, ye kings, show your prudence, Be admonished, ye judges of earth:
ٱعْبُدُوا ٱلرَّبَّ بِخَوْفٍ، وَٱهْتِفُوا بِرَعْدَةٍ. | ١١ 11 |
Serve Yahweh with reverence, and exult with trembling:
قَبِّلُوا ٱلِٱبْنَ لِئَلَّا يَغْضَبَ فَتَبِيدُوا مِنَ ٱلطَّرِيقِ. لِأَنَّهُ عَنْ قَلِيلٍ يَتَّقِدُ غَضَبُهُ. طُوبَى لِجَمِيعِ ٱلْمُتَّكِلِينَ عَلَيْهِ. | ١٢ 12 |
Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, —How happy are all who seek refuge in him!