PSALMS 42	المزمور الثانى و الاربعون
1 To the Chief Musician. A Contemplation of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God.	1 لإِمَامِ الْمُغَنِّينَ. قَصِيدَةٌ لِبَنِي قُورَحَ كَمَا يَشْتَاقُ الإِيَّلُ إِلَى جَدَاوِلِ الْمِيَاهِ هَكَذَا تَشْتَاقُ نَفْسِي إِلَيْكَ يَا اللهُ.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?	2 عَطِشَتْ نَفْسِي إِلَى اللهِ إِلَى الإِلَهِ الْحَيِّ. مَتَى أَجِيءُ وَأَتَرَاءَى قُدَّامَ اللهِ!
3 My tears have been my food day and night, While they continually say to me, "Where is your God?"	3 صَارَتْ لِي دُمُوعِي خُبْزاً نَهَاراً وَلَيْلاً إِذْ قِيلَ لِي كُلَّ يَوْمٍ أَيْنَ إِلَهُكَ
4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go with the multitude; I went with them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.	4 هَذِهِ أَذْكُرُهَا فَأَسْكُبُ نَفْسِي عَلَيَّ. لأَنِّي كُنْتُ أَمُرُّ مَعَ الْجُمَّاعِ أَتَدَرَّجُ مَعَهُمْ إِلَى بَيْتِ اللهِ بِصَوْتِ تَرَنُّمٍ وَحَمْدٍ جُمْهُورٌ مُعَيِّدٌ.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him For the help of His countenance.	5 لِمَاذَا أَنْتِ مُنْحَنِيَةٌ يَا نَفْسِي وَلِمَاذَا تَئِنِّينَ فِيَّ؟ ارْتَجِي اللهَ لأَنِّي بَعْدُ أَحْمَدُهُ لأَجْلِ خَلاَصِ وَجْهِهِ.
6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me; Therefore I will remember You from the land of the Jordan, And from the heights of Hermon, From the Hill Mizar.	6 يَا إِلَهِي نَفْسِي مُنْحَنِيَةٌ فِيَّ لِذَلِكَ أَذْكُرُكَ مِنْ أَرْضِ الأُرْدُنِّ وَجِبَالِ حَرْمُونَ مِنْ جَبَلِ مِصْعَرَ.
7 Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me.	7 غَمْرٌ يُنَادِي غَمْراً عِنْدَ صَوْتِ مَيَازِيبِكَ. كُلُّ تَيَّارَاتِكَ وَلُجَجِكَ طَمَتْ عَلَيَّ.
8 The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, And in the night His song shall be with me-- A prayer to the God of my life.	8 بِالنَّهَارِ يُوصِي الرَّبُّ رَحْمَتَهُ وَبِاللَّيْلِ تَسْبِيحُهُ عِنْدِي صَلاَةٌ لإِلَهِ حَيَاتِي.
9 I will say to God my Rock, "Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"	9 أَقُولُ لِلَّهِ صَخْرَتِي: [لِمَاذَا نَسِيتَنِي؟ لِمَاذَا أَذْهَبُ حَزِيناً مِنْ مُضَايَقَةِ الْعَدُوِّ؟]
10 As with a breaking of my bones, My enemies reproach me, While they say to me all day long, "Where is your God?"	10 بِسَحْقٍ فِي عِظَامِي عَيَّرَنِي مُضَايِقِيَّ بِقَوْلِهِمْ لِي كُلَّ يَوْمٍ: [أَيْنَ إِلَهُكَ؟]
11 Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; For I shall yet praise Him, The help of my countenance and my God.	11 لِمَاذَا أَنْتِ مُنْحَنِيَةٌ يَا نَفْسِي وَلِمَاذَا تَئِنِّينَ فِيَّ؟ تَرَجَّيِ اللهَ لأَنِّي بَعْدُ أَحْمَدُهُ خَلاَصَ وَجْهِي وَإِلَهِي.