اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 30
| مَزْمُورٌ أُغْنِيَةُ تَدْشِينِ اَلْبَيْتِ. لِدَاوُدَ أُعَظِّمُكَ يَارَبُّ لِأَنَّكَ نَشَلْتَنِي وَلَمْ تُشْمِتْ بِي أَعْدَائِي. | ١ 1 |
A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House. [A Psalm] of David. I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
| يَارَبُّ إِلَهِي، ٱسْتَغَثْتُ بِكَ فَشَفَيْتَنِي. | ٢ 2 |
O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
| يَارَبُّ، أَصْعَدْتَ مِنَ ٱلْهَاوِيَةِ نَفْسِي. أَحْيَيْتَنِي مِنْ بَيْنِ ٱلْهَابِطِينَ فِي ٱلْجُبِّ. (Sheol h7585) | ٣ 3 |
O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
| رَنِّمُوا لِلرَّبِّ يَا أَتْقِيَاءَهُ، وَٱحْمَدُوا ذِكْرَ قُدْسِهِ. | ٤ 4 |
Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his, And give thanks to his holy memorial [name].
| لِأَنَّ لِلَحْظَةٍ غَضَبَهُ. حَيَاةٌ فِي رِضَاهُ. عِنْدَ ٱلْمَسَاءِ يَبِيتُ ٱلْبُكَاءُ، وَفِي ٱلصَّبَاحِ تَرَنُّمٌ. | ٥ 5 |
For his anger is but for a moment; His favor is for a life-time: Weeping may tarry for the night, But joy [cometh] in the morning.
| وَأَنَا قُلْتُ فِي طُمَأْنِينَتِي: «لَا أَتَزَعْزَعُ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ». | ٦ 6 |
As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
| يَارَبُّ، بِرِضَاكَ ثَبَّتَّ لِجَبَلِي عِزًّا. حَجَبْتَ وَجْهَكَ فَصِرْتُ مُرْتَاعًا. | ٧ 7 |
Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
| إِلَيْكَ يَارَبُّ أَصْرُخُ، وإِلَى ٱلسَّيِّدِ أَتَضَرَّعُ | ٨ 8 |
I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:
| مَا ٱلْفَائِدَةُ مِنْ دَمِي إِذَا نَزَلْتُ إِلَى ٱلْحُفْرَةِ؟ هَلْ يَحْمَدُكَ ٱلتُّرَابُ؟ هَلْ يُخْبِرُ بِحَقِّكَ؟ | ٩ 9 |
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
| ٱسْتَمِعْ يَارَبُّ وَٱرْحَمْنِي. يَارَبُّ، كُنْ مُعِينًا لِي. | ١٠ 10 |
Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me: Jehovah, be thou my helper.
| حَوَّلْتَ نَوْحِي إِلَى رَقْصٍ لِي. حَلَلْتَ مِسْحِي وَمَنْطَقْتَنِي فَرَحًا، | ١١ 11 |
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
| لِكَيْ تَتَرَنَّمَ لَكَ رُوحِي وَلَا تَسْكُتَ. يَارَبُّ إِلَهِي، إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ أَحْمَدُكَ. | ١٢ 12 |
To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
