PSALMS 30

المزمور الثلاثون

1  A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol You, O Lord, for You have lifted me up, And have not let my foes rejoice over me.

1  مَزْمُورٌ أُغْنِيَةُ تَدْشِينِ الْبَيْتِ. لِدَاوُدَ أُعَظِّمُكَ يَا رَبُّ لأَنَّكَ نَشَلْتَنِي وَلَمْ تُشْمِتْ بِي أَعْدَائِي.

2  O Lord my God, I cried out to You, And You healed me.

2  يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي اسْتَغَثْتُ بِكَ فَشَفَيْتَنِي.

3  O Lord, You brought my soul up from the grave; You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

3  يَا رَبُّ أَصْعَدْتَ مِنَ الْهَاوِيَةِ نَفْسِي. أَحْيَيْتَنِي مِنْ بَيْنِ الْهَابِطِينَ فِي الْجُبِّ.

4  Sing praise to the Lord, You saints of His, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name.

4  رَنِّمُوا لِلرَّبِّ يَا أَتْقِيَاءَهُ وَاحْمَدُوا ذِكْرَ قُدْسِهِ.

5  For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning.

5  لأَنَّ لِلَحْظَةٍ غَضَبَهُ. حَيَاةٌ فِي رِضَاهُ. عِنْدَ الْمَسَاءِ يَبِيتُ الْبُكَاءُ وَفِي الصَّبَاحِ تَرَنُّمٌ.

6  Now in my prosperity I said, "I shall never be moved."

6  وَأَنَا قُلْتُ فِي طُمَأْنِينَتِي: [لاَ أَتَزَعْزَعُ إِلَى الأَبَدِ].

7  Lord, by Your favor You have made my mountain stand strong; You hid Your face, and I was troubled.

7  يَا رَبُّ بِرِضَاكَ ثَبَّتَّ لِجَبَلِي عِزّاً. حَجَبْتَ وَجْهَكَ فَصِرْتُ مُرْتَاعاً.

8  I cried out to You, O Lord; And to the Lord I made supplication:

8  إِلَيْكَ يَا رَبُّ أَصْرُخُ وَإِلَى السَّيِّدِ أَتَضَرَّعُ.

9  "What profit is there in my blood, When I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your truth?

9  مَا الْفَائِدَةُ مِنْ دَمِي إِذَا نَزَلْتُ إِلَى الْحُفْرَةِ؟ هَلْ يَحْمَدُكَ التُّرَابُ؟ هَلْ يُخْبِرُ بِحَقِّكَ؟

10  Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me; Lord, be my helper!"

10  اسْتَمِعْ يَا رَبُّ وَارْحَمْنِي. يَا رَبُّ كُنْ مُعِيناً لِي.

11  You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,

11  حَوَّلْتَ نَوْحِي إِلَى رَقْصٍ لِي. حَلَلْتَ مِسْحِي وَمَنْطَقْتَنِي فَرَحاً

12  To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

12  لِكَيْ تَتَرَنَّمَ لَكَ رُوحِي وَلاَ تَسْكُتَ. يَا رَبُّ إِلَهِي إِلَى الأَبَدِ أَحْمَدُكَ.