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لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِيَدُوثُونَ. مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ قُلْتُ: «أَتَحَفَّظُ لِسَبِيلِي مِنَ ٱلْخَطَإِ بِلِسَانِي. أَحْفَظُ لِفَمِي كِمَامَةً فِيمَا ٱلشِّرِّيرُ مُقَابِلِي». ١ 1
To the chief music-maker. Of Jeduthun. A Psalm. Of David. I said, I will give attention to my ways, so that my tongue may do no wrong; I will keep my mouth under control, while the sinner is before me.
صَمَتُّ صَمْتًا، سَكَتُّ عَنِ ٱلْخَيْرِ، فَتَحَرَّكَ وَجَعِي. ٢ 2
I made no sound, I said no word, even of good; and I was moved with sorrow.
حَمِيَ قَلْبِي فِي جَوْفِي. عِنْدَ لَهَجِي ٱشْتَعَلَتِ ٱلنَّارُ. تَكَلَّمْتُ بِلِسَانِي: ٣ 3
My heart was burning in my breast; while I was deep in thought the fire was lighted; then I said with my tongue,
«عَرِّفْنِي يَارَبُّ نِهَايَتِي وَمِقْدَارَ أَيَّامِي كَمْ هِيَ، فَأَعْلَمَ كَيْفَ أَنَا زَائِلٌ. ٤ 4
Lord, give me knowledge of my end, and of the measure of my days, so that I may see how feeble I am.
هُوَذَا جَعَلْتَ أَيَّامِي أَشْبَارًا، وَعُمْرِي كَلَا شَيْءَ قُدَّامَكَ. إِنَّمَا نَفْخَةً كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ قَدْ جُعِلَ. سِلَاهْ. ٥ 5
You have made my days no longer than a hand's measure; and my years are nothing in your eyes; truly, every man is but a breath. (Selah)
إِنَّمَا كَخَيَالٍ يَتَمَشَّى ٱلْإِنْسَانُ. إِنَّمَا بَاطِلًا يَضِجُّونَ. يَذْخَرُ ذَخَائِرَ وَلَا يَدْرِي مَنْ يَضُمُّهَا. ٦ 6
Truly, every man goes on his way like an image; he is troubled for no purpose: he makes a great store of wealth, and has no knowledge of who will get it.
«وَٱلْآنَ، مَاذَا ٱنْتَظَرْتُ يَارَبُّ؟ رَجَائِي فِيكَ هُوَ. ٧ 7
And now, Lord, what am I waiting for? my hope is in you.
مِنْ كُلِّ مَعَاصِيَّ نَجِّنِي. لَا تَجْعَلْنِي عَارًا عِنْدَ ٱلْجَاهِلِ. ٨ 8
Make me free from all my sins; do not let me be shamed by the man of evil behaviour.
صَمَتُّ. لَا أَفْتَحُ فَمِي، لِأَنَّكَ أَنْتَ فَعَلْتَ. ٩ 9
I was quiet, and kept my mouth shut; because you had done it.
ٱرْفَعْ عَنِّي ضَرْبَكَ. مِنْ مُهَاجَمَةِ يَدِكَ أَنَا قَدْ فَنِيتُ. ١٠ 10
No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
بِتَأْدِيبَاتٍ إِنْ أَدَّبْتَ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ مِنْ أَجْلِ إِثْمِهِ، أَفْنَيْتَ مِثْلَ ٱلْعُثِّ مُشْتَهَاهُ. إِنَّمَا كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ نَفْخَةٌ. سِلَاهْ. ١١ 11
By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah)
اِسْتَمِعْ صَلَاتِي يَارَبُّ، وَٱصْغَ إِلَى صُرَاخِي. لَا تَسْكُتْ عَنْ دُمُوعِي. لِأَنِّي أَنَا غَرِيبٌ عِنْدَكَ. نَزِيلٌ مِثْلُ جَمِيعِ آبَائِي. ١٢ 12
Let my prayer come to your ears, O Lord, and give attention to my cry, make an answer to my weeping: for my time here is short before you, and in a little time I will be gone, like all my fathers.
ٱقْتَصِرْ عَنِّي فَأَتَبَلَّجَ قَبْلَ أَنْ أَذْهَبَ فَلَا أُوجَدَ». ١٣ 13
Let your wrath be turned away from me, so that I may be comforted, before I go away from here, and become nothing.

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