< Psalms 45 >

1 For the leader; on shoshannim. Of the Korahites. A maskil. A love song. My heart is astir with beautiful words: I will sing a song, concerning the king, with tongue like the pen of a ready writer.
فَاضَ قَلْبِي بِكَلاَمٍ صَالِحٍ: إِنِّي أُخَاطِبُ الْمَلِكَ بِمَا قَدْ أَنْشَأْتُهُ، وَلِسَانِي فَصِيحٌ كَقَلَمِ الْكَاتِبِ الْمَاهِرِ.١
2 Your beauty is more than mortal, grace is shed over your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.
أَنْتَ أَبْرَعُ جَمَالاً مِنْ كُلِّ بَنِي الْبَشَرِ. انْسَكَبَتِ النِّعْمَةُ عَلَى شَفَتَيْكَ، لِذَلِكَ بَارَكَكَ اللهُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ.٢
3 Warrior, strap your sword on your thigh. What glory and splendour!
فِي جَلاَلِكَ وَبَهَائِكَ تَقَلَّدْ سَيْفَكَ عَلَى فَخْذِكَ أَيُّهَا الْمُقْتَدِرُ،٣
4 Good fortune attend you, as forth you ride in the cause of good faith, and as champion of justice. May your arm instruct you in deeds of dread.
وَبِجَلاَلِكَ ارْكَبْ ظَافِراً لأَجْلِ الْحَقِّ وَالْوَدَاعَةِ وَالْبِرِّ، فَتَقْتَحِمَ يَمِينُكَ الأَهْوَالَ.٤
5 Sharp are your arrows; nations fall under you: pierced to the heart are the foes of the king.
سِهَامُكَ مَسْنُونَةٌ تَخْتَرِقُ أَعْمَاقَ قُلُوبِ أَعْدَاءِ الْمَلِكِ، وَتَسْقُطُ الشُّعُوبُ صَرْعَى تَحْتَ قَدَمَيْكَ.٥
6 Your throne shall endure for ever and ever your royal sceptre a sceptre of equity.
عَرْشُكَ يَااللهُ إِلَى دَهْرِ الدُّهُورِ، وَصَوْلَجَانُ مُلْكِكَ عَادِلٌ وَمُسْتَقِيمٌ.٦
7 Right you love and wrong you hate: therefore the Lord your God anoints you With oil of gladness above your fellows.
أَحْبَبْتَ الْبِرَّ وَأَبْغَضْتَ الإِثْمَ. مِنْ أَجْلِ ذَلِكَ مَسَحَكَ اللهُ (مَلِكاً) بِدُهْنِ الابْتِهَاجِ أَكْثَرَ مِنْ رُفَقَائِكَ (الْمُلُوكِ).٧
8 With myrrh, aloes, and cassia your robes are all fragrant, you are gladdened by music of ivory harps.
ثِيَابُكَ كُلُّهَا مُعَطَّرَةٌ بِالْمُرِّ وَدُهْنِ اللُّبَانِ. مِنْ قُصُورِ الْعَاجِ صَدَحَتْ مُوسِيقَى الآلاَتِ الْوَتَرِيَّةِ فَأَطْرَبَتْكَ.٨
9 King’s daughters stand ready with jewels for you, at your right hand the queen in gold of Ophir.
أَمِيرَاتٌ بَيْنَ حَظِيَّاتِكَ. جَلَسَتِ الْمَلِكَةُ عَنْ يَمِينِكَ مُزَيَّنَةً بِذَهَبِ أُوفِيرَ.٩
10 Listen, daughter, and see; and incline your ear: forget your folk and your father’s house.
اسْمَعِي يَابِنْتُ وَانْظُرِي، وَأَرْهِفِي إِلَيَّ أُذُنَكِ، وَانْسَيْ شَعْبَكِ وَبَيْتَ أَبِيكِ١٠
11 And when the king desires your beauty, bow to him, for he is your lord.
فَيَشْتَهِيَ الْمَلِكُ جَمَالَكِ، لأَنَّهُ هُوَ سَيِّدُكِ فَاسْجُدِي لَهُ.١١
12 So shall the Tyrians come with gifts, and the richest of people will do you homage.
بِنْتُ صُورٍ أَغْنَى الشُّعُوبِ تَسْتَرْضِيكِ بِهَدِيَّةٍ.١٢
13 The king’s daughter is glorious altogether, with dress of pearls inwrought with gold.
كُلُّهَا مَجْدٌ ابْنَةُ الْمَلِكِ فِي قَصْرِهَا. ثِيَابُهَا مَنْسُوجَةٌ بِذَهَبٍ.١٣
14 In many-coloured robes she is led to the king, with the virgin companions she brought in her train.
تُزَفُّ إِلَى الْمَلِكِ بِحُلَلٍ مُطَرَّزَةٍ، وَوَصِيفَاتُهَا العَذَارَى يَتْبَعْنَهَا قَادِمَاتٍ إِلَيْكَ فِي مَوْكِبٍ حَافِلٍ.١٤
15 The king’s palace they enter with joy and rejoicing.
يُحْضَرْنَ بِفَرَحٍ وَابْتِهَاجٍ. يَدْخُلْنَ إِلَى قَصْرِ الْمَلِكِ.١٥
16 May sons of yours take the place of your fathers, whom you will make princes in all the land.
يُصْبِحُ أَبْنَاؤُكَ يَوْماً مُلُوكاً كَآبَائِهِمْ فَيَتَرَبَّعُونَ عَلَى عُرُوشٍ فِي كُلِّ الأَرْضِ.١٦
17 Your name will I celebrate world without end, so that nations shall praise you for ever and ever.
أُخَلِّدُ ذِكْرَى اسْمِكَ فِي كُلِّ الأَجْيَالِ، وَتَحْمَدُكَ الشُّعُوبُ إِلَى الدَّهْرِ وَالأَبَدِ.١٧

< Psalms 45 >