Psalms 80
1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lilies of the Covenant." A Psalm by Asaph.] Hear us, Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock, you who sit above the cherubim, shine forth.
| أَصْغِ يَارَاعِيَ إِسْرَائِيلَ، يَامَنْ قُدْتَ (قَوْمَ) يُوسُفَ كَالْقَطِيعِ. تَجَلَّ يَامَنْ بِنِعْمَتِكَ تَجْلِسُ عَلَى عَرْشِكَ فَوْقَ الْكَرُوبِيمِ | ١ |
2 Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up your might. Come to save us.
| اسْتَثِرْ قُوَّتَكَ الْعَظِيمَةَ أَمَامَ أَفْرَايِمَ وَبَنْيَامِينَ وَمَنَسَّى، وَتَعَالَ لإِنْقَاذِنَا. | ٢ |
3 Restore us, God. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
| يَااللهُ رُدَّنَا إِلَيْكَ وَأَنِرْ بِوَجْهِكَ عَلَيْنَا فَنَخْلُصَ. | ٣ |
4 LORD God of hosts, How long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?
| يَارَبُّ إِلَهَ الْجُنُودِ، إِلَى مَتَى تَظَلُّ غَاضِباً عَلَى صَلاَةِ شَعْبِكَ. | ٤ |
5 You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.
| لَقَدْ أَطْعَمْتَهُمْ خُبْزَ الدُّمُوعِ وَسَقَيْتَهُمْ كُؤُوساً طَافِحَةً بِالْعَبَرَاتِ | ٥ |
6 You make us a source of contention to our neighbors. Our enemies have mocked us.
| جَعَلْتَنَا مَصْدَرَ نِزَاعٍ لِجِيرَانِنَا وَمَثَارَ هُزْءٍ لأَعْدَائِنَا. | ٦ |
7 Restore us, God of hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
| يَاإِلَهَ الْجُنُودِ رُدَّنَا إِلَيْكَ، وَأَنِرْ بِوَجْهِكَ عَلَيْنَا فَنَخْلُصَ. | ٧ |
8 You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.
| نَقَلْتَ كَرْمَةً (أَيْ الشَّعْبَ) مِنْ مِصْرَ. طَرَدْتَ أُمَماً وَغَرَسْتَهَا مَكَانَهُمْ. | ٨ |
9 You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.
| أَوْسَعْتَ لَهَا فَتَأَصَّلَتْ جُذُورُهَا فِي الْعُمْقِ وَمَلأَتِ الأَرْضَ. | ٩ |
10 The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God's cedars.
| غَطَّى الْجِبَالَ ظِلُّهَا، وَشَابَهَتْ أَغْصَانُهَا الأَرْزَ الْعَظِيمَ، | ١٠ |
11 It sent out its branches to the sea, Its shoots to the River.
| مَدَّتْ قُضْبَانَهَا إِلَى الْبَحْرِ الْمُتَوَسِّطِ وَفُرُوعَهَا إِلَى نَهْرِ الْفُرَاتِ. | ١١ |
12 Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?
| لِمَاذَا هَدَمْتَ سِيَاجَهَا فَيَقْطِفَهَا كُلُّ عَابِرِي الطَّرِيقِ؟ | ١٢ |
13 The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.
| يُتْلِفُهَا الْخِنْزِيرُ الطَّالِعُ مِنَ الْغَابَةِ، وَيَرْعَاهَا وَحْشُ الْبَرَارِي. | ١٣ |
14 Return, we beg you, God of hosts. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,
| يَاإِلَهَ الْجُنُودِ ارْجِعَنَّ. تَطَلَّعْ مِنَ السَّمَاوَاتِ وَانْظُرْ إِلَى هَذِهِ الْكَرْمَةِ وَتَعَهَّدْهَا بِنِعْمَتِكَ. | ١٤ |
15 the stock which your right hand planted, the branch that you made strong for yourself.
| (تَفَقَّدْ) هَذِهِ الكَرْمَةَ الَّتِي غَرَسَتْهَا يَمِينُكَ، وَابْنَ آدَمَ الَّذِي اخْتَرْتَهُ لِنَفْسِكَ. | ١٥ |
16 It's burned with fire. It's cut down. They perish at your rebuke.
| لَقَدْ أَحْرَقَهَا أَعْدَاؤُنَا بِالنَّارِ. لَيْتَهُمْ مِنْ زَجْرِ طَلْعَتِكَ يَبِيدُونَ. | ١٦ |
17 Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.
| لِتَكُنْ يَدُكَ عَلَى الإِنْسَانِ الْجَالِسِ عَنْ يَمِينِكَ، عَلَى ابْنِ آدَمَ الَّذِي اخْتَرْتَهُ لِنَفْسِكَ، | ١٧ |
18 So we will not turn away from you. Revive us, and we will call on your name.
| فَلاَ نَرْتَدَّ عَنْكَ. أَحْيِنَا فَنَدْعُوَ بِاسْمِكَ. | ١٨ |
19 Restore us, LORD God of hosts. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
| يَارَبُّ يَاإِلَهَ الْجُنُودِ رُدَّنَا إِلَيْكَ، وَأَنِرْ بِوَجْهِكَ عَلَيْنَا فَنَخْلُصَ. | ١٩ |
