Psalms 39

1 For the choirmaster. For Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will watch my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are present.”

1 قُلْتُ: «أَحْرِصُ عَلَى حُسْنِ الْمَسْلَكِ فَلَا يُخْطِئُ لِسَانِي الْقَوْلَ. سَأَكُمُّ فَمِي عَنِ الْكَلامِ مَادَامَ الشِّرِّيرُ أَمَامِي».

2 I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred.

2 صَمَتُّ صَمْتاً. أَمْسَكْتُ حَتَّى عَنِ الْخَيْرِ، فَثَارَ وَجَعِي.

3 My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:

3 الْتَهَبَ قَلْبِي فِي دَاخِلِي، وَفِي تَأَمُّلِي اشْتَعَلَتْ فِيَّ النَّارُ، فَأَطْلَقْتُ لِسَانِي بِالْكَلامِ.

4 “Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is.

4 يَا رَبُّ عَرِّفْنِي مَتَى تَكُونُ نِهَايَتِي، وَكَمْ تَطُولُ أَيَّامِي فَأُدْرِكَ أَنَّنِي إِنْسَانٌ زَائِلٌ.

5 You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath. Selah

5 هُوَذَا قَدْ جَعَلْتَ حَيَاتِي قَصِيرَةً، وَعُمْرِي كَلَا شَيْءَ أَمَامَكَ. كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ حَيٍّ لَيْسَ سِوَى نَفْخَةٍ!

6 Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them away.

6 إِنَّمَا كَخَيَالٍ يَتَمَشَّى الإِنْسَانُ، فَعَبَثاً يُكَافِحُ النَّاسُ. يَجْمَعُ الْوَاحِدُ مِنْهُمْ ثَرْوَةً وَلَا يَدْرِي مَنْ يَرِثُهَا مِنْ بَعْدِهِ.

7 And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.

7 وَالآنَ، فَأَيُّ شَيْءٍ أَنْتَظِرُ يَا رَبُّ؟ إِنَّمَا فِيكَ رَجَائِي.

8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the reproach of fools.

8 نَجِّنِي مِنْ جَمِيعِ مَعَاصِيَّ، وَلَا تَجْعَلْنِي عَاراً عِنْدَ الأَحْمَقِ.

9 I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done.

9 صَمَتُّ. لَا أَفْتَحُ فَمِي، لأَنَّكَ أَنْتَ فَعَلْتَ هَذَا.

10 Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand.

10 ارْفَعْ عَنِّي ضَرْبَتَكَ فَقَدْ فَنِيْتُ مِنْ صَفْعَةِ يَدِكَ.

11 You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor. Selah

11 عِنْدَمَا تُؤَدِّبُ الإِنْسَانَ بِالتَّوْبِيخِ عَلَى الإِثْمِ، تُتْلِفُ بَهَاءَهُ إِتْلافَ الْعُثِّ. إِنَّمَا كُلُّ إِنْسَانٍ نَفْخَةٌ.

12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am a foreigner dwelling with You, a stranger like all my fathers.

12 يَا رَبُّ اسْمَعْ صَلاتِي. وَأَصْغِ إِلَى صُرَاخِي، وَلَا تَسْكُتْ أَمَامَ دُمُوعِي، لأَنِّي غَرِيبٌ عِنْدَكَ وَعَابِرُ سَبِيلٍ كَجَمِيعِ آبَائِي.

13 Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”

13 حَوِّلْ غَضَبَكَ عَنِّي فَأَنْتَعِشَ، قَبْلَ أَنْ أَمُوتَ وَيَخْتَفِيَ أَثَرِي.