PSALMS 88	المزمور الثامن و الثمانون
1 A Song. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. To the Chief Musician. Set to 'Mahalath Leannoth.' A Contemplation of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord, God of my salvation, I have cried out day and night before You.	1 تَسْبِيحَةٌ. مَزْمُورٌ لِبَنِي قُورَحَ. لإِمَامِ الْمُغَنِّينَ عَلَى الْعُودِ لِلْغِنَاءِ. قَصِيدَةٌ لِهَيْمَانَ الأَزْرَاحِيِّ يَا رَبُّ إِلَهَ خَلاَصِي بِالنَّهَارِ وَاللَّيْلِ صَرَخْتُ أَمَامَكَ
2 Let my prayer come before You; Incline Your ear to my cry.	2 فَلْتَأْتِ قُدَّامَكَ صَلاَتِي. أَمِلْ أُذْنَكَ إِلَى صُرَاخِي
3 For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draws near to the grave.	3 لأَنَّهُ قَدْ شَبِعَتْ مِنَ الْمَصَائِبِ نَفْسِي وَحَيَاتِي إِلَى الْهَاوِيَةِ دَنَتْ.
4 I am counted with those who go down to the pit; I am like a man who has no strength,	4 حُسِبْتُ مِثْلَ الْمُنْحَدِرِينَ إِلَى الْجُبِّ. صِرْتُ كَرَجُلٍ لاَ قُوَّةَ لَهُ.
5 Adrift among the dead, Like the slain who lie in the grave, Whom You remember no more, And who are cut off from Your hand.	5 بَيْنَ الأَمْوَاتِ فِرَاشِي مِثْلُ الْقَتْلَى الْمُضْطَجِعِينَ فِي الْقَبْرِ الَّذِينَ لاَ تَذْكُرُهُمْ بَعْدُ وَهُمْ مِنْ يَدِكَ انْقَطَعُوا.
6 You have laid me in the lowest pit, In darkness, in the depths.	6 وَضَعْتَنِي فِي الْجُبِّ الأَسْفَلِ فِي ظُلُمَاتٍ فِي أَعْمَاقٍ.
7 Your wrath lies heavy upon me, And You have afflicted me with all Your waves. Selah	7 عَلَيَّ اسْتَقَرَّ غَضَبُكَ وَبِكُلِّ تَيَّارَاتِكَ ذَلَّلْتَنِي. سِلاَهْ.
8 You have put away my acquaintances far from me; You have made me an abomination to them; I am shut up, and I cannot get out;	8 أَبْعَدْتَ عَنِّي مَعَارِفِي. جَعَلْتَنِي رِجْساً لَهُمْ. أُغْلِقَ عَلَيَّ فَمَا أَخْرُجُ.
9 My eye wastes away because of affliction. Lord, I have called daily upon You; I have stretched out my hands to You.	9 عَيْنِي ذَابَتْ مِنَ الذُّلِّ. دَعَوْتُكَ يَا رَبُّ كُلَّ يَوْمٍ. بَسَطْتُ إِلَيْكَ يَدَيَّ.
10 Will You work wonders for the dead? Shall the dead arise and praise You? Selah	10 أَفَلَعَلَّكَ لِلأَمْوَاتِ تَصْنَعُ عَجَائِبَ أَمِ الأَخِيلَةُ تَقُومُ تُمَجِّدُكَ؟ سِلاَهْ.
11 Shall Your lovingkindness be declared in the grave? Or Your faithfulness in the place of destruction?	11 هَلْ يُحَدَّثُ فِي الْقَبْرِ بِرَحْمَتِكَ أَوْ بِحَقِّكَ فِي الْهَلاَكِ؟
12 Shall Your wonders be known in the dark? And Your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?	12 هَلْ تُعْرَفُ فِي الظُّلْمَةِ عَجَائِبُكَ وَبِرُّكَ فِي أَرْضِ النِّسْيَانِ؟
13 But to You I have cried out, O Lord, And in the morning my prayer comes before You.	13 أَمَّا أَنَا فَإِلَيْكَ يَا رَبُّ صَرَخْتُ وَفِي الْغَدَاةِ صَلاَتِي تَتَقَدَّمُكَ.
14 Lord, why do You cast off my soul? Why do You hide Your face from me?	14 لِمَاذَا يَا رَبُّ تَرْفُضُ نَفْسِي؟ لِمَاذَا تَحْجُبُ وَجْهَكَ عَنِّي؟
15 I have been afflicted and ready to die from my youth; I suffer Your terrors; I am distraught.	15 أَنَا مَِسْكِينٌ وَمُسَلِّمُ الرُّوحِ مُنْذُ صِبَايَ. احْتَمَلْتُ أَهْوَالَكَ. تَحَيَّرْتُ.
16 Your fierce wrath has gone over me; Your terrors have cut me off.	16 عَلَيَّ عَبَرَ سَخَطُكَ. أَهْوَالُكَ أَهْلَكَتْنِي.
17 They came around me all day long like water; They engulfed me altogether.	17 أَحَاطَتْ بِي كَالْمِيَاهِ الْيَوْمَ كُلَّهُ. اكْتَنَفَتْنِي مَعاً.
18 Loved one and friend You have put far from me, And my acquaintances into darkness.	18 أَبْعَدْتَ عَنِّي مُحِبّاً وَصَاحِباً. مَعَارِفِي فِي الظُّلْمَةِ.