Psalms 56

King James Version with Apocrypha

Smith–Van Dyck Arabic Bible (فان دايك)

1Be merciful unto me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily oppresseth me.

1اِرْحَمْنِي يَا ٱللهُ لِأَنَّ ٱلْإِنْسَانَ يَتَهَمَّمُنِي، وَٱلْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ مُحَارِبًا يُضَايِقُنِي.

2Mine enemies would daily swallow me up: for they be many that fight against me, O thou most High.

2تَهَمَّمَنِي أَعْدَائِي ٱلْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ، لِأَنَّ كَثِيرِينَ يُقَاوِمُونَنِي بِكِبْرِيَاءَ.

3What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.

3فِي يَوْمِ خَوْفِي، أَنَا عَلَيْكَ أَتَّكِلُ.

4In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me.

4ٱللهُ أَفْتَخِرُ بِكَلَامِهِ. عَلَى ٱللهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ فَلَا أَخَافُ. مَاذَا يَصْنَعُهُ بِي ٱلْبَشَرُ؟

5Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts are against me for evil.

5ٱلْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ يُحَرِّفُونَ كَلَامِي. عَلَيَّ كُلُّ أَفْكَارِهِمْ بِٱلشَّرِّ.

6They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.

6يَجْتَمِعُونَ، يَخْتَفُونَ، يُلَاحِظُونَ خُطُواتِي عِنْدَمَا تَرَصَّدُوا نَفْسِي.

7Shall they escape by iniquity? in thine anger cast down the people, O God.

7عَلَى إِثْمِهِمْ جَازِهِمْ. بِغَضَبٍ أَخْضِعِٱلشُّعُوبَ يَا ٱللهُ.

8Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

8تَيَهَانِي رَاقَبْتَ. ٱجْعَلْ أَنْتَ دُمُوعِي فِي زِقِّكَ. أَمَا هِيَ فِي سِفْرِكَ؟

9When I cry unto thee , then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me.

9حِينَئِذٍ تَرْتَدُّ أَعْدَائِي إِلَى ٱلْوَرَاءِ فِي يَوْمٍ أَدْعُوكَ فِيهِ. هَذَا قَدْ عَلِمْتُهُ لِأَنَّ ٱللهَ لِي.

10In God will I praise his word: in the LORD will I praise his word.

10ٱللهُ أَفْتَخِرُ بِكَلَامِهِ. ٱلرَّبُّ أَفْتَخِرُ بِكَلَامِهِ.

11In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me.

11عَلَى ٱللهِ تَوَكَّلْتُ فَلَا أَخَافُ. مَاذَا يَصْنَعُهُ بِي ٱلْإِنْسَانُ؟

12Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee.

12اَللَّهُمَّ، عَلَيَّ نُذُورُكَ. أُوفِي ذَبَائِحَ شُكْرٍ لَكَ.

13For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

13لِأَنَّكَ نَجَّيْتَ نَفْسِي مِنَ ٱلْمَوْتِ. نَعَمْ، وَرِجْلَيَّ مِنَ ٱلزَّلَقِ، لِكَيْ أَسِيرَ قُدَّامَ ٱللهِ فِي نُورِ ٱلْأَحْيَاءِ.

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