اَلْمَزَامِيرُ 74
| قَصِيدَةٌ لِآسَافَ لِمَاذَا رَفَضْتَنَا يَا ٱللهُ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ؟ لِمَاذَا يُدَخِّنُ غَضَبُكَ عَلَى غَنَمِ مَرْعَاكَ؟ | ١ 1 |
A maskil of Asaph. Why, O God, have you spurned us forever? Why smokes your wrath against the sheep of your pasture?
| ٱذْكُرْ جَمَاعَتَكَ ٱلَّتِي ٱقْتَنَيْتَهَا مُنْذُ ٱلْقِدَمِ، وَفَدَيْتَهَا سِبْطَ مِيرَاثِكَ، جَبَلَ صِهْيَوْنَ هَذَا ٱلَّذِي سَكَنْتَ فِيهِ. | ٢ 2 |
Remember the community you purchased of old to become by redemption the tribe of your heritage, Zion, the mountain you made your home.
| ٱرْفَعْ خَطَوَاتِكَ إِلَى ٱلْخِرَبِ ٱلْأَبَدِيَّةِ. ٱلْكُلَّ قَدْ حَطَّمَ ٱلْعَدُوُّ فِي ٱلْمَقْدِسِ. | ٣ 3 |
Rouse yourself, visit its ruins complete. In the temple the foe has made havoc of all things.
| قَدْ زَمْجَرَ مُقَاوِمُوكَ فِي وَسَطِ مَعْهَدِكَ، جَعَلُوا آيَاتِهِمْ آيَاتٍ. | ٤ 4 |
Like lions your enemies roared through your house, replacing our symbols by signs of their own,
| يَبَانُ كَأَنَّهُ رَافِعُ فُؤُوسٍ عَلَى ٱلْأَشْجَارِ ٱلْمُشْتَبِكَةِ. | ٥ 5 |
hacking, like woodsmen who lift axes on thickets of trees,
| وَٱلْآنَ مَنْقُوشَاتِهِ مَعًا بِٱلْفُؤُوسِ وَٱلْمَعَاوِلِ يَكْسِرُونَ. | ٦ 6 |
smashing with hatchets and hammers all of its carved work together.
| أَطْلَقُوا ٱلنَّارَ فِي مَقْدِسِكَ. دنَّسُوا لِلْأَرْضِ مَسْكَنَ ٱسْمِكَ. | ٧ 7 |
They have set your temple on fire, to the very ground they have outraged the place where lives your name.
| قَالُوا فِي قُلُوبِهِمْ: «لِنُفْنِينَّهُمْ مَعًا!». أَحْرَقُوا كُلَّ مَعَاهِدِ ٱللهِ فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٨ 8 |
They have said in their heart, ‘Let us utterly crush them.’ They have burned all the houses of God in the land.
| آيَاتِنَا لَا نَرَى. لَا نَبِيَّ بَعْدُ، وَلَا بَيْنَنَا مَنْ يَعْرِفُ حَتَّى مَتَى. | ٩ 9 |
No symbol of ours do we see any more: no prophet is there any more, none is with us who knows how long.
| حَتَّى مَتَى يَا ٱللهُ يُعَيِّرُ ٱلْمُقَاوِمُ؟ وَيُهِينُ ٱلْعَدُوُّ ٱسْمَكَ إِلَى ٱلْغَايَةِ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
How long, O God, is the foe to insult? Shall the enemy spurn your name forever?
| لِمَاذَا تَرُدُّ يَدَكَ وَيَمِينَكَ؟ أَخْرِجْهَا مِنْ وَسَطِ حِضْنِكَ. أَفْنِ. | ١١ 11 |
Why, O Lord, do you hold back your hand, why keep your right hand in the folds of your robe?
| وَٱللهُ مَلِكِي مُنْذُ ٱلْقِدَمِ، فَاعِلُ ٱلْخَلَاصِ فِي وَسَطِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ١٢ 12 |
Yet God is our king from the ancient days, in the midst of the earth working deeds of salvation.
| أَنْتَ شَقَقْتَ ٱلْبَحْرَ بِقُوَّتِكَ. كَسَرْتَ رُؤُوسَ ٱلتَّنَانِينِ عَلَى ٱلْمِيَاهِ. | ١٣ 13 |
It was you who did cleave the sea by your might, and shatter the heads of the ocean monsters.
| أَنْتَ رَضَضْتَ رُؤُوسَ لِوِيَاثَانَ. جَعَلْتَهُ طَعَامًا لِلشَّعْبِ، لِأَهْلِ ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ. | ١٤ 14 |
It was you who did crush many-headed Leviathan, and give him as food to the beasts of the wilderness.
| أَنْتَ فَجَّرْتَ عَيْنًا وَسَيْلًا. أَنْتَ يَبَّسْتَ أَنْهَارًا دَائِمَةَ ٱلْجَرَيَانِ. | ١٥ 15 |
It was you who did cleave the fountains and torrents; it was you who did dry the perennial streams.
| لَكَ ٱلنَّهَارُ، وَلَكَ أَيْضًا ٱللَّيْلُ. أَنْتَ هَيَّأْتَ ٱلنُّورَ وَٱلشَّمْسَ. | ١٦ 16 |
Yours is the day; yours, too, is the night, it was you who did establish the sun and the star.
| أَنْتَ نَصَبْتَ كُلَّ تُخُومِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. ٱلصَّيْفَ وَٱلشِّتَاءَ أَنْتَ خَلَقْتَهُمَا. | ١٧ 17 |
It was you who did fix all the borders of earth: summer and winter it’s you who have made them.
| اُذْكُرْ هَذَا: أَنَّ ٱلْعَدُوَّ قَدْ عَيَّرَ ٱلرَّبَّ، وَشَعْبًا جَاهِلًا قَدْ أَهَانَ ٱسْمَكَ. | ١٨ 18 |
Yet, for all this, the foe has insulted you, Lord, and a nation of fools has reviled your name.
| لَا تُسَلِّمْ لِلْوَحْشِ نَفْسَ يَمَامَتِكَ. قَطِيعَ بَائِسِيكَ لَا تَنْسَ إِلَى ٱلْأَبَدِ. | ١٩ 19 |
Do not give your dove to the beasts, do not forget your afflicted forever.
| ٱنْظُرْ إِلَى ٱلْعَهْدِ، لِأَنَّ مُظْلِمَاتِ ٱلْأَرْضِ ٱمْتَلَأَتْ مِنْ مَسَاكِنِ ٱلظُّلْمِ. | ٢٠ 20 |
Look to the sleek ones – how full they are: the dark places of earth are the dwellings of violence.
| لَا يَرْجِعَنَّ ٱلْمُنْسَحِقُ خَازِيًا. ٱلْفَقِيرُ وَٱلْبَائِسُ لِيُسَبِّحَا ٱسْمَكَ. | ٢١ 21 |
O let not the downtrodden turn back ashamed: let the poor and the needy sing praise to your name.
| قُمْ يَا ٱللهُ. أَقِمْ دَعْوَاكَ. ٱذْكُرْ تَعْيِيرَ ٱلْجَاهِلِ إِيَّاكَ ٱلْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ. | ٢٢ 22 |
Arise, God, and defend your cause: remember how fools all the day insult you.
| لَا تَنْسَ صَوْتَ أَضْدَادِكَ، ضَجِيجَ مُقَاوِمِيكَ ٱلصَّاعِدَ دَائِمًا. | ٢٣ 23 |
Do not forget the uproar of your enemies, the din of your foes that ascends evermore.
